There's something about sleeping in
Afternoons in perfect silence
It's hypnotizing
Realizing mere months have passed here
Yet if I was asked
I'd say "It's been years"
When I want to run
I make a break for the back yard
When the wild rears its head
I make my bed in her arms
I lean into the touch
Unafraid of all the ways she loves me so
I can't shake the feeling
That I've found a place to
At sunset when new colors touch the sky
We chase the day
She says "Hey, Grey, why don't we go for a drive?"
She stares with pale eyes
Dim and gentle in the night but
Behind them, I see light
She smiles wide, and so do I
I lean into the touch
Unafraid of all the ways she loves me so
I can't shake the feeling
That I've found a place to grow
I was afraid the comfort was a chain
Familiar pain
I preferred the pouring rain
But you gave me your bed
A safe place to rest, and since then
When our heads are pressed together in the night
The morning always comes too fast
And before I knew it
Years had passed
I was never alone
I watched over this family
And happily found purpose in the task
I was never alone
I'd never leave this home
But there's a feeling in my bones
That this winter is our last