Little feet

padding quickly on the wooden floor

from his room

to ours

in the middle of the night

standing by my bed

waiting.

I reach down with one hand

and sweep my toddler son

into the middle of our bed.

He lays flat on his back

placing one hand on his dad

and one hand on me.

deep sigh

then falls back asleep.

Bigger feet

lumbering across the wooden floor

from his room

to the kitchen

early in the morning.

Refrigerator door opens

he stands

grazing

on leftovers dipped in ranch dressing he leaves in little bowls

just for this purpose.

Pops a can of flavored water

then back to his room.

Grown feet

softly walking from his childhood room

to the kitchen

where he stands

boils water

for morning tea.

He feeds our cats

whom he misses when he not here.

Looks at his work emails

plays news podcasts.

We are still his home

but he has a new home too

with his beloved

who is our new beloved too.

28 enero 2022