What Bliss Is
"No day copies yesterday,
no two nights will teach what bliss is
in precisely the same way,
with exactly the same kisses."
- Wislawa Szymborska
Last night as I lay on my side nursing Satchel to sleep,
he put his little arm around me
resting his chubby little palm on my rib cage.
The heat of his hand and the tenderness of the moment
relaxed me so deeply that I fell asleep in minutes.