Star of Wonder
The overstuffed, over-clawed brown chair is filled with us two while the air is filled with barks and chirps and mid-day lawn mowing. Your baby-powdered bottom rests on my thigh while your body lounges in the hook of my arm. I open “My Heart Is Like a Zoo” and you lean your head against my shoulder and give a little giggle before your thumb pops in. I close my eyes and linger over the smell of your hair because I already know all the words. “Happy as a herd of hippos drinking apple juice.” You eh eh eh for another book so I pick up “All in a Day” and we fall into each other once again. Books read, you exchange your thumb for my nipple. I sing “We Three Kings” because after such a long winter I already know all those words too. It is a song about a powerful star so I keep singing it. You fall asleep and I place you in your crib.
You stay asleep for two hours.
Oh my sweet sleeping Farrah Star, you are a wonder.
How about tomorrow, same place, same time?