it is silent at the moment
no fussing or coughing
no cars or ghostly headlights tracing across the front wall
just me…holding her…warm and sweet and dreaming
hushed hours passing unnoticed by all
except me
and the tiny glowing embered remains of the fire
and the candle flame that dances at the window
always waiting
(and hopeful)
alone in my quiet nightwatch
i can still faintly hear
the most comforting sounds of you
falling asleep
and i smile
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