Lullabies

Rainbows 

in the water 

from the hose. 

Running through 

the falling drops

with muddy feet,

laughing so hard 

I feel my ribs ache. 

Records playing

we dance in the kitchen. 

Spinning until 

stopping 

leaves the room in motion. 

The endless search 

for four leaf clovers

under the shade 

of the rusting 

climbing frame. 

Your voice singing 

lullabies, singing 

lullabies. My eyes

are closing.