Sleepy Girl

Late in the night as I watch you sleep, I wonder what dreams in your head do you see. I know if I ask your silence you’ll keep, But I can’t help but wonder, what could they be? I hope for the best, Dreams of god fortunes to come. Or maybe a test, Successfully done. Nothing but angels and rainbows for you, And sweet treats or happiness everywhere you look. But I know sometimes bad dreams are waiting for you. Or dreams about things you read in a book. As I look down I see innocence there, And a carefree expression, Only sleep can put there. For a moment we can share that expression. When you have a bad dream for now I will be there. A strong, safe presence to sooth your despair. But soon you’ll grow up and a gown you will wear, And I’ll know that bond with someone else you will share. When that day comes I will cry just a bit, And sit in your old room by myself for a while. I’ll look at the bed with a worn down pit, And the stuffed bears you left lying in a pile. Slowly I’ll stand and walk out of the door, Stop in the hall, and turn to look a little more. There in the middle of the floor, Is the spot where I stood and listened to you snore. But for now you’re still here and a little girl, You still need your daddy for just a bit more. So I’ll leave you to sleep, my little pearl. As silently I close your door. Good Night.