That Thanksgiving (is this enjambment?)
By BetaWolfinVA
Slow
silence
Falls upon the land
As the sun
Passes from view
Dreamers
spoon
Softly wrapped
in lovers arms
in this land of dreams
why can I not remember
how
this felt
when last I held you in my arms
as
we drifted off to sleep
I still remember Thanks giving
When
you called me to visit
Scared for your mother
That
was in the hospital
Needing me to shield you
From the dark in your mind
You told me to hold you
Through the night and keep you warm
Having spooned off
to sleep
In our clothes
with your breast cupped
in my hand
That
morning I woke
When you bolted out of bed
Seconds before
I
first met your father
Is it odd that I remember
Him
telling me that
He was glad about
Me being in your life