Saturday morning
we cuddle in bed
My sweet little owl,
her darling head
on the pillow next to me
as she chirps away,
welcoming morning
before it turns into day.
She tells me her stories,
of her dreams in the night
This is her time, also
to ask questions about life.
How does the body work?
How is metal made?
Where do stars come from?
And then, without further delay...
We spring from the covers,
in giggly delight
For now, we make pancakes!
Her sweet help ensures
that they always taste right
We giggle like monkeys,
partners in crime
Yes, Saturday morning
is our precious time