By Lori Himmel
You whispered me awake, “sunshine.”
Flipped pancakes, poured my juice, so kind.
Held my hand on the way to school.
Reminded me of the “golden rule.”
“Oops!” I dropped a plate, so sad.
Hugged me tight and didn’t get mad.
Read my favorite books in bed.
“Goodnight, my little sleepyhead.”