My Guardian
The sound of soft winds
Whispers in my ear.
She takes away my problems
And takes away my fear.
I am calm with
The knowledge of her near.
The feel of her breath
So gentle and dear.
As I lay quiet
Asleep in my bed,
Motherly she stands
And wards off things I dread.
It isn't until
Her breathing goes boring
That she wakes me up
And I hit her for snoring.
*About my baby (my dog) who sleeps on my bed and snores in my ear.