I guess i'll be cuddling with two

The pink peeks through as a dusky rose.
The morning yawns with the rising sun;
and it dawns on me that I'm stuck- 
mid-stretch between my little girl and my newborn son.


Moving is tempting, but after a while
the quiet has more rest appeal.
I laugh to myself as thoughts collide,
of how blessed I am;
how annoyed I feel.


I imagine this scene from a different view-
Arms peacefully sprawled close to my head.
Silently they say " I Love you".
I wish I could take this picture from above the bed;
I guess I'll be cuddling with two.


(C) Chantel Dillard, 2011
Words and images by Chantel Dillard