that still give us joy, despite,
or maybe because of, everything
I light a scented candle in your room
to ease the tiredness a bath gives you
I pass you your pills
that remind you all is not well, yet
You take them, lips turned down
the light in your face dimmed
but then you lie down,
I press your feet on my lap
and open a book,
poetry first as an appetiser
something light,
Brian Bilston our go to guy currently
I watch your face relax
into something almost like a smile
We move to our gripping read,
which was All the Light We Cannot See
Then The Hungry Tide
Now the Island of Sea Women
Haunting, how the sea draws us in
both in real life and books
Waves washing up on shores
is the lullaby to make us sleep
and sleep we do
snuggled against each other
so when we look back on these days
we will also remember
these nights
as a light in the dark
Good night,
sweet child of mine
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