Wednesday, April 8, 2015

Sleepwalker

In the middle of the night I awoke
To baby cries,
Coming from the kitchen.

Caleb had bypassed Phil,
Ignored me,
Crawled over Joe,
And wandered alone into the dark house.

He seems young to be sleepwalking,
But if he was awake,
Why did he not notice me next to him,
As he has every other night of his life?

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