Let Go


Five little ones around mine.
I can feel the faint heartbeat in his wrist.
He keeps switching hands not sure of which is best.
He finally puts both up, knowing that he is safe and secure.
One falls and now I hold tighter to the other.
He leans up and kisses my hand and says "nigh."
I can't help the smile that spreads 'cross my face.
But now somber sleep approaches and I can feel his hand slipping.
So I hold tighter knowing that I will soon have to let go.
But I am scared. Scared of not knowing what tomorrow will bring.
I finally let go and pray that he will want to hold my hand again!

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