Waking in the Night

Both Harry and I seem to be experiencing writing -- blocks? Hindrances?

At least I am.

Still, I want to post this:

Whenever I wake up in the night,

And see Harry sleeping next to me

I think:

"How lucky am I?"

and

then I kiss his shoulder (or cheek, or whatever is accessible)


and I go back to sleep.


I am so grateful, and blessed, and happy.