Afternoon Naps Poem by Justine Camacho Tajonera
Afternoon Naps
There are few luxuries
in life
as precious
as afternoon naps.
Holding my son's chin
close to my
shoulder,
adjusting the pillows
around us
and watching his
smile,
I cannot imagine
a better place
to be.
Let everything wait:
exercise drills,
chores to be
done,
work to
submit.
This afternoon
is all about
his sleepy
grin
and his hand
holding
mine
as he falls
asleep
in my
arms.
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5/1/2024 8:37:08 PM # 1.0.0.1119
i love this, i fully understand the feeling it is the joy a mother gets from everything his son does or experiences that will make her forget everything very very nice ma'am ten votes plus