i would write
for you, sunshine
friend.
but it is just past
midnite.

i would write
for you sky, clear
bright blue.
but outside my
window,
stormy grey.


so i write for
you.
this...
as i go
to my slumber.

i check my toddler
boy.
who sleeps like
a snail,
*** in the air,
and feet tucked
under.
and glorious sleepy
face.

as i watch
sunshine
blooms
once again
in my heart
and the
world sings joy.

this, friend,
noah blue.
this sunshine,
i share with you.