my favorite part of the day is bed time
and you are all secure, teeth brushed, feet examined.
the stars are so bright, the sky as big as you like
and i stand on a rock, overlooking our temporary home.
breathing into my belly, the way a baby breathes,
i sing to you.
i tell you stories of strong women
of freedom and dawns breaking.
and i am overwhelmed with gratitude.
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