That Thanksgiving (is this enjambment?)

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