My middle child came up to me to me this evening and told me that he had something to read to me. I sat in front of my computer and listened to him. Tears started to well up in my eyes. I asked him if and where he would like it shared.
“On your blog?” he asked tentatively.
“Of course,” I replied.
Here it is:
Bedtime Stories by Miles
In that room, among toys, and a bed,
are trapped words. Ordinary words.
Stuck on the pages like flies on fly-
paper. We free them. The words
fly from my mouth, and swirl in the
air landing on every surface. I read
my sister stories of bad cats and silly
walks and books that help you fall
asleep. I kiss her forehead. She hugs
me tight. The words, at ease, come back
to the page. With ease, my sister
Caroline
slowly
falls
to
sleep.
OMG!! So Sweet!!! Way to go, Miles!! So talented!
I kind of like that kid. He’s an awesome big brother.
I love this. I love how words are given life and fly into the room.
I also would like to hear more about silly walks and bad cats.
Nicely done. I mean it.
Silly walks is from the book Silly Sally. Bad cats are from the book Bad Kitty. He’s an awesome big brother.
He is such a wonderful brother and is so insightful.
I like the way he views the world. He has such a big heart.