Someone else’s nap time

slow writing beside a shaggy canine bundle
she jumped in my arms for love
asleep now, lola sighs
quiet in between, overcast
seventeen minutes past noon
cookies cool
i have ached for calm
drowsy hours
like this
boys earn gentle hushes
i could sleep
lola adjusts her small furry body
boredom, not mine
curls its whiny fingers
into silence
I have no remedy
for my son
a breath of patience, enough
child tiptoes beyond our creaky back door
an urgent search rewarded
treasure found
he sits cross legged and silent
skillfully maneuvering shadows
to tinny adventure melodies
serenity restored… ish