Muffled noise of traveling cars
I hear through my open windows
At night, underneath the purple stars
I rest my heavy head on pillows
Across my room, the baby coughs
In secret codes, for me perhaps
I also hear your gentle breath
In all my movements, I am stealth.
Across from me, in the same bed,
You dream away, your best dream yet
Of childhood places, from faraway,
Of freshest milk and childhood's play.
The times you stayed on your grandma's porch
You stayed so still and ignored the urge
To run barefoot in the tall soft grass,
Gold sand of your childhood's hourglass
You stayed like that, like lost in space,
Letting the sun to caress your face
Eyelids kissed by warming rays,
That's how you spent those morning days
I feel how heavy are my eyelids,
I smile, thinking you'll tell our kids
About your dream that you just had
God knows how much I love their dad!
I am thrilled, the weekend's really here
Everything is changing in atmosphere
In the morning you'll make us coffee,
You'll even put on top some toffee.
A love note :)