100 Words on Love by Zach Rosenberg
Curled up, and huddled under a small blanket, I feel your head; warm and prickly from when I shaved it last weekend. Your pupils are dilating as you play a game on my phone, little fingers rubbing back and forth and back and forth. It’s incredible to me that you’re a little person, a real human being made from parts of me, but you still don’t have to love me… but you do… but you do. We’re under this blanket, with our feet sticking out the bottom, and there is nowhere in the world I would rather be than here.
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Photo courtesy of the author
Beautiful sentiments
Great poem! That’s how I love spending time with my boys too. It really is a beautiful moment, nice capture and pic too! Go dad!
Simple. Warm. Beautiful.
Lucky kid.
Beautiful! I love the modern day homage to ee with the back and forth — perfect! And the coziness of this moment is palpable. Love this in every way.