It’s one of those nights  

It’s a restless night.

And all I can think about is the sea and poetry.

I slept better when it rocked me. 

 I wanted to remember:

The way the ocean looks at different times of the day

Your sweet smile at this tender age. 

The way the yarn works all worries away

How fast the time passes in every way. 

I wanted to remember:

Perspective is key. 

That depth is beauty and how we see. 

Your hands when they hold on to me. 

And the wrinkles that form happily.