I wake up mildly sweating
The wetness is cool against my neck and forehead
It smells sweet,
Like my shampoo.
I hear him softly crying
His tears like dew drop on heavenly clouds
The air around us is refreshing,
As winter drafts come through the room.
Its just as I had dreamed, hoped, prayed for...
Just as simple and perfectly good,
With duty, honor and innocence,
I will take care of you.