The other two are reluctant,
Hiding under their covers,
Hiding from the world
Trying in the dark caves they create
to remain in the night’s darkness.
When I pull back their covers,
They burry their eyes and curl up their legs—
Trying to stay in the darkness.
As I help them dress,
They grow accustomed to the light and begin to eye the room around them.
Legos, a doll – not part of the sleeping night world but not part of the awakened world either.
They cling to the world of their imagination--a safe haven almost as comforting as their warm beds.
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