Life

Now it's February again... this time tho' - the world is changed.
In four short-long weeks everything is new again.
A baby was born - yes, I'm an Aunty again!
An age old war has begun its descent into nothing - thankyou Mr Obama.
And my little one is growin'... no longer a baby on the breast, now a confident and cheeky-sweet little man. Ever joyful - 'til 3, 4 and 5am... and he wants mama's milk again!!!
Three nights runnin' we been drivin' round these streets lookin' at the city lights... chasing the elusive comfort of sleep.
This weanin' business is hard... for him, for me. How long til it's done?? What else will change?
Will he finally sleep through the night when it is?!!
Perth was great. A sunny, relaxing retreat for both of us.
Time with family, comfortable and unhurried, without all the complications that accompany city life.

Dreamin

My little man is asleep... dreamin what little boys dream in the peace and safety of their beds
I should be sleepin too - or cleanin
Instead here I am writin again, an rememberin a time...
Before sleepless nights, Magick yellow buses... and bein held by loving little arms
who are holdin on so tightly to their whole world.

It's cool change today, a reprieve from the oppressive city heat we been feelin
One of those empty, quiet days that can swallow you whole
Until night falls, and you wonder what kind of spell you've been under
that you could dream away your time so