The Bond
Up again
descending into
darkened hallway
(night light, moon)
The same darkness
shadow memories
Down into the call
I do what is needed
with my son
give him the patience
that creates the bond...
I'm a sleep seeker
searching for my night boat
where is the wind for my sails?
Navigating my way
though this nebulous night...
No compass
no stars to guide me...
Midnight hour
passes slowly...
Minutes tick by
minute after minute...
30 x nights x 7
x 6 (insomnia)
x 5
back to 7 (sobbing)
1 not very often (malaise)
= comforting words
= a needed hug
again...
~ ~ ~
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