“See You In The Morning”

“Night, night. Love you. See you in the morning.”
Those are the words I tell her nearly every night.
After tucking her in, listening to her protests of sleep,
her stories and her distractions, her cries against
the dying of her night.

“Night night. Love you too. See you in the morning.”
She tells me, and I close her door,
shutting those words in her room,
until they are released the next day,
when she opens up her door and says
“good morning.” 

“Night, night. Love you. See you in the morning.”
Those are the words I tell her nearly every night. 
After tucking her in, listening to her protests of sleep,
her stories and her distractions, her cries against
the dying of the light. 

“Night night. Love you too. See you in the morning.”
She tells me, and I close her door, 
shutting those words in her room,
until they are released the next day,
when she opens up her door and says
"good morning". 

07/29/2021
M. L. Michael

About…

This is not the poem I set out to write.. but I tucked my daughter in and was taken a different direction.When we said that to each other it just hit different this time. I was already in poetry mode. Will we see each other in the morning? I hope so.
Good night everyone.See you in the morning.

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