Tired

I could see her tired
even under the closed lids
of her sleeping face

Body hugged under the covers
Her face toward mine
as I jot these lines

Peace rising with the
rise and fall of the comforter
covering her body
falling into deepening sleep

5/30/05 21:39

All of my poems are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012. All rights reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss for usage. See all 18,720+ of my poems at http://www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.