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He is asleep on me,
and there is no better feeling.
He’s all long limbs
and quiet breath.
I can see the gold eyelashes
from the brown ones.

I think there is no greater bravery
Than giving your coat away
and carrying half a person
In the cold and the dark-
But nothing
comes more
naturally.
©2009 ~MontyTwain
:iconmontytwain:

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He's five now, but this is when he was three and we were on our way home from London on the train. The whole family fell asleep except me and Leo mumbled something about my suede jacket smelling like me. This was darling enough of him to prompt a poem of course.

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:icontristan-the-dreamer:
The first stanza is so calming and relaxing, it almost puts me to sleep. :) I don't quite understand the second part, though, but I think I mostly understand. I definitely get that it's about you and your brother. ^^

--
"Finally, beloved, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is pleasing, whatever is commendable...think about these things."
--Phillipians 4:8

1 John 3:16 Live it!
:iconmontytwain:
That's nice of you... to help you understand the second stanza, it's basically what I did after the train journey; carried him through the cold and the dark [initially in the wrong direction :S] and put him in the car. It was November as well.
:icontristan-the-dreamer:
Awww...but oh dear about the wrong direction... >,< Glad you found your way in the end!!

--
"Finally, beloved, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is pleasing, whatever is commendable...think about these things."
--Phillipians 4:8

1 John 3:16 Live it!

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