Yellow Dim Light
I can not see but you might
Growing teeth what a plight
Caressing walls down the flight
You cast shadows in the night
He is a beautiful sight
Yellow Dim Light
I was inspired by my son at 3:30am this morning as I fed him during
his teething turmoil.
It is a beautiful thing to be looking down on your child in the middle
of night while the town sleeps.
I guess words can not explain such a sight but I tried with this poem.
