Waking Mira

Late afternoon shadows
crisscross among the
scattered, stuffed animals
that surround the calm
of the napping toddler.
It’s time to wake her and
without speaking I
gently rub her back.
She stirs and reaches
for one of the silky
tags on her light,
cotton blanket (the
one with the green monkeys)
and rubs it between her
fingers…her mouth,
puckered around her Nook,
sucks and she slips back
into sleep…so I think.
I take it slow…she’ll
get grumpy if I hurry her.
I whisper to her,
“Mira, it’s time to wake
up.” No response.
I rub her back some more
and she flips and rolls over,
her eyes flutter for a moment
as she quickly drifts off again.

I can relate…it’s hard for me to
awaken from naps sometime too.

She’s so beautiful…her purity,
her peace, her trust in those
who live to protect her and
love her without boundaries.

Finally I ask this sleeping child:
“Did you and Mommy go on
some errands today and did you
fall asleep in the car?” And
without missing a beat, she
replies while opening her
eyes and smiling at me…“Yeah.”

Victoria C. Slotto is our hostess at dVerse Poets; Meeting the Bar, Patterns of Life: http://dversepoets.com/2014/08/21/patterns-of-life-dverse-meeting-the-bar/

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  1. awww…i wish i could wake that gently most days…ha…dont you love just sitting there watching them..so innocent in sleep..and sigh…even now with my boys…its nice to see them at peace.

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    • Yes, I do love just watching her…in anything she does or says. I’m totally smitten! And yes, so nice to see them at peace.

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  2. Such a great, real moment, I wanted to nuzzle her adorable nose. You brought it all to life!

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  3. What sweet poem. I could visualize the whole thing.

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  4. This is very sweet and loving Gayle and it resonated very much. I had a smile on my face all the way through 😊

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  5. Wonderfully sweet… especially the last part.. that smile said so much… A poem to feel good when reading

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  6. You have portrayed such warmth here in your poem, Gayle. What a gift it is to be able to wake up a sleeping child and to be greeted with bright eyes and ‘yeah.’ Smiles.

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  7. These patterns change too quickly – turn around and they’re in school, turn around they’re in college, turn around and they have children of their own. Life’s rhythms keep changing – slowing down, speeding up, flying by – years in a few minutes, minutes that last forever like the one you capture here. Beautiful.

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    • I know, Gay. I’ve seen how fast the time has gone by with her already…she’ll be two in a couple of weeks. It seems like she was just born!

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  8. Such a special moment in the pattern of your day with Mira and of your life as a grandmother. The details made it so delightful.

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    • Yes, every moment with her is such a treasure. She is just the sweetest, tiny girl. And thanks, Victoria…a great prompt.

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  9. So lovely, to have a little girl to wake………it has been decades of boys and I so long for just one baby girl!!!!!

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    • Yes, I’m so happy with her…she’s just the best little girl. I hope you get your baby girl, Sherry…I’m rooting for you!!

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  10. Sweet. I miss those days.

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  11. so sweet…bundle of innocence,,.could see her smile…

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  12. Such innocence! <3

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  13. Such a beautiful poem, Gayle, I felt I was there with you, could almost hear Mira :) x

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  14. Sublime. Precious. XO ♥

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