Poetry: Evening Glow

Evening Glow

All this time I'm watching him

I wonder if he knows

In softest glow I warm his curls

at night when shadows cast upon the walls

grow longer

And in his eyes the unrest grows

I wish him stronger

Sometimes i see his fear unfurls

I'm quiet, I hear the murmur

of the machine below me

It's guarding him

And in the moonlight shimmer

I let the wheels see,

when my lights dim

that his shining armour

is loving protection

The voices playful at the door

bring tender touches in his eyes

they clamber in his warm embrace

And I observe

I wonder if he notices how warm I feel

When watching how he plays

with them, and how he tries

Oh how he tries

I wish he'd heal

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June 4, 2017