Lying awake in the contrast of warm covers combatting cool air
Listening to the rustle of
Sleep and the uneasy breathing of
Wondering how they slumber without watch care, and yet
Wake each morning, perfectly embracing their imperfections
Arresting the Dawn.
They were born to build kingdoms, to slay dragons, to learn love.
And we each have our own miles to go today before sleep comes again
With all the worry and wonderment of dreams
Angels really do
Watch over their