with my head resting
in your lap
my nose in a
book
you stroke my hair,
telling me about your day.
i smile
nod
and you lean down
to see what i'm
reading.
that is when i finally feel
at
peace.
.............................
this was a short poem, dedicated to shootingforthestarz for the kind comments <3
YOU ARE READING
as we fall
Poetrypoems of truth and how we feel, even though we never say it. a collection of my original poetry Copyright 2015
