Expecting

We are mostly home now,
sitting around in our underwear
or the elastic waisted pajama pants
we let no one but each other see. 
Heating pad and the blanket
my granny made journey nightly
from couch to bed and in the morning
back again. There are three positions
for sleep - two require my arms -
and only one is comfortable so I
let her stay there until my arm 
sleeps as hard as she does. 
We are drooling with anticipation. 

1 comment:

Mom said...

I love this!! I am so happy that you two found each other and have such a loving relationship.

I have read this poem several times and it is moving each time.

Mom