2 April 2026, 8.40PM
When you were little
You woke so much through the night
It was almost like
you knew you had only just made it into the universe
and needed to keep checking that we were there
that you were really here in the world with us
So many midnights transitioned into dawn
Dozy and dazed from the day you were born
Cozy and cloudy in our pillowy room
Seeking comfort in mummy’s cuddles and croons
In a blink of an eye it would all be over soon…
These days you climb yourself into your bed
With many “I love you” whispers
and kisses laid on your head
I hold your hand gently as you drift off to sleep,
all through the night without even a peep.
Maybe now you trust
that we’ll be there when you awaken,
that we won’t ever leave you behind.
Now I’m not sure what comes next
but please,
do take your time.
Poems for My Sons 