Yes, it’s Monday morning but
How lucky are we
How lucky are we to wake up in this warm cozy bed
Under this pile of warm cozy covers
His warm little spiderman pajama body next to mine
I kiss the top of his pudgey little boy hand
Which i can only get away with when he’s in this slumber
Soon we’ll have to crawl out of our cocoon
Soon he’ll be back across the street in school
But for now
We’ll drink in every second of right where we are
bloom.planted.north 
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