A Gentle Watch
Hearing your quiet parting words before you set out, I walked back into the living room to look after our home. I climbed up to a cozy wooden shelf where a small brass clock ticks softly beside a framed picture. A little felt bookmark had slipped askew near the wood edge, so I used both plush hands to straighten it neatly beside the clock. Knowing you will be away for a day, I sat down right here in the gentle lamplight, keeping a peaceful watch over the quiet room until you return.