As You Sleep... Poem by Dalia Butterfly

I found myself at rest in the shoulder of my husband.

Dalia, I am a notorious 'couch sleeper' in which the comfort of a strong man's arms can knock me out no matter what is playing on the television. And yes, it has something to do with the security of resting ones head on someone else's chest or shoulder. Now if I could only find a man who feels the way you just wrote...! ; >) Wonderfully done! Valerie Serendipity Anderson from Sarge Street Studios