Good Night Poem by Atsiylah Atty Garfinkel

I brush her hair off her forehead and kiss her goodnight.
'Sweet dreams for a sweet girl, don't let the bed bugs bite.'

I can't believe she's 11, they grow so fast.
If I blink twice I fear next year will be the past.

'I love you' floats up from her lips to my ears,
strange how those words can subdue fears.

They are only words, and it's only three.
Yet those words from a child set you free.

Did I worry that I wouldn't hear them said today?
It's strange how those words make it all okay.

'I love you more, now snuggle on down and in.'
With a clear heart I sleep ready to begin again.

A song of love hums softly in my mind,
and a more peaceful feeling you won't find.