by Laura Manley
6/17/2009 / Poetry
He sleeps -
little three-year old arms
folded under his head
as though, if awake,
he'd be designing clouds.
There's no movement in limbs
that just hours before
peddled a tricycle,
played tag with his sister,
and flattened grass blades
chasing the family dog.
He's just made a memory
in his Nana's heart
so when miles distance
us once more, I'll know that
after his bath, story time,
good nights, and hugs from all,
he'll sleep,
arms folded under his head
as though, if awake,
he'd be designing clouds.
I am a 66-year young Christian writer whose desire is to make a positive difference in people's lives through my writing. My purpose is to show people the love of Jesus Christ. I have four wonderful children (two natural/two step) and seven beautiful grandchildren.
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