The story behind this: at nap time I lay down with my niece until she (or we) fall asleep. It usually goes the same way. We lay face to face. She opens her eyes to see if my eyes are open. I smile, she smiles, we giggle, and so on. Usually, I just quit opening my eyes and she falls right to sleep.
Today, during our ritual, we shared a sweet moment. It's one I won't forget, so I was compelled to write about it.
Today, during our ritual, we shared a sweet moment. It's one I won't forget, so I was compelled to write about it.
Her hands rest softly under her sweet little cheek.
Eyes shut so tight, but still try to peek.
Each peek brings a check to see what face they'll meet.
They are met with a smile, and return one so sweet.
More time passes between each checking glance.
The more times I think I'm one of the lucky aunts.
The last time she peeks, my smile bares a whisper,
"I'm glad I'm your auntie" is what it says to her.
Her tiny little face smiles wide and peeps,
"I'm glad I'm your niece" and she drifts off to sleep.
I'm left there to wonder, as I blink back my tears,
"I hope she knows that throughout all her years."
