"I'm not sleepy.", he said with a sigh
"Just be still.", I said in reply.
My patience is waning so very fast
Over an hour has already past
My back is hurting and My head is nodding
Carefully my escape I am now plotting
Is he still enough now to make the trip down?
I dare not make the slightest sound.
"Daddy" he calls out, "where are you going?"
I thought I made it without him knowing
"No where son, right here I am staying."
I really dislike this game we are playing
Every night this scene will play out
I have no idea what it's about
"Why", I ask others "does this occur each night?"
Could it be a childhood fright?
It really doesn't matter, it's for his sake
This nightly sacrifice that I make
It's what we do for the little ones we love
Like our heavenly Father does up above
Patiently waiting I have plenty of time to think
These days will be gone in a blink
One day I'll look back and wish I were here
Able to easily dispel all his fears
I look one more time to see if he's asleep
Thankfully I don't hear a peep
He's finally sleeping now free from his cares
Because I stayed at the top of the stairs
CT. 2/09
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