Amy

You drift
into sleep
hand clutching my side
as though you'll never
need a teddy bear,
you have everything
necessary for
a good night's sleep.

During the day,
if I stray too far
from your sight
you come look for me,
reach up
and wait
expectantly.
You know,
I'll always
pick you up.

At night,
you stir a little
reach for me,
if I'm there
you settle back in
to sleep again,
if not
you seek me out
snuggle into
the crook of my arm
and drift away.

These are the moments
I don't want to lose.
These are the moments
I etch in stone.