Sometimes she saves me -
As silly or dramatic or as unrealistic as it sounds .... sometimes in the mornings when I awaken from the sound of crying in my nightmares .... I can feel her little self pressed against me in warmth, eager for a hello and a kiss .... I can feel calmness settle upon my soul.
and when I really awake to the morning's light and her kisses draw the giggles out from locked boxes, and I realize that it was me - laughing, I realize ....
Sometimes she saves me.
I look at her and see God's gift of joy.
Mama loves you, Lucy Mae.
~ Jean Marie ~