like a little flower

across the bed from me
my little grandson lay sleeping.

i reached across to him
and stroked his head, whispering,

(as i have 
often done)

"you're the sweetest little boy
i've ever known."

in his sleep, he turned towards me
like a little flower in the sun...

L.P. Knickerbocker

9.22.2008
3:26 AM