The light doesn't shine through my window just yet,
but I hear four feet clumsily making their way to my bed.
Fighting for my limbs and full embrace, they smother me.
I relish in the moment, hoping they never, ever let me free.
My exhausting, precious boys, I love you.
When I'm tired and annoyed, I love you.
So, come visit me each morning until by it you're bored.
I'll cuddle you until you're big, for you'll always be adored.
Okay, I am out of practice. :)