my daughter jumps on me
excited for night
that streaming consciousness
for her and i
and i
am exhausted

she feeds me on her pretty dreams
and i

am tired

she shares her sorrows
sudden and heavy
and i

at 3am i call the time
and beg her into her bed
but she trucks in a blanket and pillow
lies on the cold floor
for a chance to pop up her chin
over the edge of my bed
and ask
a question
that keeps us up til 4.
i find myself wishing these dates never end

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