Sonorous

I love when you fall asleep while we work

at school

sounding of soft breaths and sweet snores,

they contrast the clacking of my computer keyboard.

Usually we find coupled couches, tucked away in silence

but today you are sleeping on a table.

Your hair is shielding the gentle planes of your face,

selfish curls overly-protective of their daughter.

Having your presence near

puts my mind at ease

I like knowing you are safe here.

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I let you sleep, even though

I know you would prefer to be working.

There is always much to do.

But I know you often work through the night,

so during the day, I let you sleep.

You need to take care of yourself,

darling.

Should I assign self-care as homework?

Should sleeping and eating lie on a rubric?

Simplicity of your mind comes in your slumber,

so I let you sleep.

It abates one of my worries to have you here.