Darkness.
Room silent
Covers heavy and warm
Silence but the tick of water
Heating pipes.
A rustle
Soft padding feet
A creak.
Little body
Warm
Clings to mine.
Curled, foetal
Thumb sucked hard,
Soft bear wedged in my neck.
A child’s loneliness
In the dark
Is gone once more.
Together
We wait for morning light.
Mayfair Mum 
Beautiful! I love “A child’s loneliness/in the dark/is gone once more”. I do like early morning snuggles in the dark.
Thank you for your kind words Judith 🙂
Oh I adore this – just beautiful. There is nothing nicer than warm morning snuggles. My two both end up in my bed each night. I’ll be heartbroken when they stop!
You’re right Pooky and thank you for your kind words. It is so easy to moan about the early starts or broken sleep but we have to savour those cuddles – there WILL come that time when they won’t be given any more *sob*
Absolutely and utterly beautiful. It really does capture the moment. Sorry for the delay in commenting and thanks for linking to Prose for Thought x