Naps

Naps

I walked upstairs today
to find Kristina sleeping. 
I wondered how long she'd lain 
and listened to her breathing. 

I sat and pondered how much longer 
I should let her rest a-sleeping, 
and if she'd had major plans 
with time left to completion

I laid down next to her
with thoughts of tender waking
And then awoke, to my surprise,
with her the one now speaking!

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