As daylight fades breathing slows
Settling into a steady rythmn
Eyes close and rest descends
Like the blanket tucked around you
Soothing hands trace patterns
Softly across your weary brow
Rest my angel with the guardians
They hold your soul gently tonight
Overwhelming tiredness creeps
Through the windows to your side
As light fades to shadows dancing
Over the walls to your tender heart
My fingers will remain tucked into yours
Until it is time to leave this room and soar
Fiona Davidson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tracing-patterns/
