Nightly Adventures In Story
small soft steps
on the stair
scurry past my bed
who is it
oh I see your sweet brown head
bring your book
your new clean smell
your blanket woven into your fingers
I close my eyes to scent your hair and
we begin
nightly adventures
in story
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