Lucky Stars

My daughter's due date was 12 years ago today (she wasn't born for another 12 days though) Tonight she asked if we could spend her bedtime in the hammock outside chatting We watched as twilight faded Bats came out and flew over our heads And we lay snuggled together Watching stars pop one by one into view Deciding which were shooting stars or planes We listened to the sheep on the fields They never disturb us despite being noisy The motion of a bats flight is mesmerising Acrobatic, controlled chaos For some reason a lone sock had been forgotten on the line, which was exciting for 1 split second We chatted about the day, celebrated Nanna's bravery, talked about pending high school And I realised how lucky I am