Like a guard of a garden, where the butterflies float,
she corrals all the stars in his sky with her hands.
And he hangs on the edge of sweet dreams- full of hope,
watching them flutter to see where they land.
She creates worlds of fancy to convince him to sleep,
and while he is sleeping, his worries she keeps.
For while she is protecting, he surrenders his will,
and for a few hours he wanders in dreams where he wills.
He floats with the butterflies up high in the sky,
until he awakens, under her watchful eye.
He is safe and protected, like a lion with her cub,
surrounded forever with kisses and ❤️ love
Originally published at https://vocal.media.