I feel your tears running down my cheeks.
I know the peace the teardrop seeks.
I kiss your head, you close your eyes.
And dream of fluttering fireflies.
The day is long, the night is short.
The night will heal the day's long hurt.
And when you wake and see the light,
forget the pain you felt last night.
I wrote this little poem for Jordan the other day. I was mopping the floor when he ran in to hug me, arms outstretched, and when his feet touched the slippery floor, they flew out from beneath him and he hit his head on the floor. That night, he was having trouble falling asleep, and hearing him cry was more emotional for me than it usually would be because of the day's events. So he needed a poem. :)
