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.