sleeping baby

I only slept in patches then
an hour when she napped
and maybe two or three at night
after play and story times,
stroller walks and giggles

As I walked by her room at night
littered with toys and books
I’d pause to watch her peaceful sleep
before doing my grown-up chores

Last night she called long-distance
to tell me of her broken heart,
a breakup she’d not seen coming
on the heels of a setback at work

I felt my heart breaking, too,
as she asked me how her heart
could feel so heavy in her chest
with that gaping hole of loss

I knew how empty I had felt
walking past her tidy room
when she moved her energy away from home
to begin a life on her own

NaPoWriMo2019 Day Three prompt: Write something that involves a story or action that unfolds over an appreciable length of time.

Photo courtesy of Pixabay


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