Prompt Twenty-two – Use the word Tenderness as this hour’s prompt.
For my Husband
You tippy-toe into the room.
Is it very late?
Or very early?
As today meets tomorrow
Or is it yesterday meeting today?
I can’t say.
Bleary-eyed with exhaustion
I lie myself down on the sofa
To catch seventeen minutes of sleep
Before the alarm shrieks again.
You tippy-toe in then,
And thinking me asleep
You pull the blanket up to my chin.
And envelope me in your tenderness.
And fuel the bleary out of my eyes.
I don’t know if you inspire me
It is too early (or too late) for deep thinking.
But I do know,
I do what I do
Because you believe I can.
As you wrap me in your tenderness.
Oh boy ! Thé tenderness here Is palpable. You really captured that deep moment that lends mariage its beauty.
And thinking me asleep
You draw the couver up To my chin
And
I do what i do because You believe i can.
That one pulled à string somewhere deep.
Great work.