I have sung all the lullabies I know. I have told and re-told his favorite stories. My voice is tired, my eyelids droop, and still, my toddler wiggles and squiggles in my arms. He would not sleep. I pray a silent prayer, he pokes my lips driving his little finger against my teeth. My disapproving grunt is met with his victorious giggles. Then he covers my cheeks with kisses. “I love you, Mommy,” he says. “I love you, too, Son. Now go to sleep,” In the dark, I wait for him to settle down while I plan for what is left of the night.
moon behind the clouds – thawing
in the breath of spring
Hello. I am guest-hosting DVerse’s Haibun Monday. The theme this week is “Waiting”. I invite you to write your open response to the prompt and share your work with us and/or read the offerings of the community. I am sure there will be one or two or more that you will enjoy. 🙂