Bedtime Stories

Today we talked about story telling

Dwelling on the memories of fairy tales

Sat in the kitchen talking about fiction

Yet the reality of the past I recall so vividly

Instantly I experienced an imagery so visually

I remember all the details of back then

When it was time for me to go to bed

I didn't dread this moment but instead

I was excited because I knew

The time arrived where I could read to you

Young me would get settled

Felt safe under my fluffy blanket

Nestled myself under your arm

Knowing no harm could be done by anyone

With you sitting on my bedside

A special kind of affection you feel inside

A type of protection only some can provide

It's what can be given by fathers and mothers

To their little life wonders hidden under the covers 

One of us would grab the book

I took a long look before I could decide

On the story that felt qualified

I reminisce this routine between you and me

It sounds sappy but I remember how I was so happy 

I loved reading and I loved you listening

When I read out loud it made me feel proud

Because it made me feel like I was interesting

Seeing this scene through my adult eyes

I now realize how special it was

It being a different kind of way to socialize for us

I will always embrace these memories

From my thoughts they will never depart 

They will forever hold a special place in my heart

So when I have a family of my own

I want this love for them to be known

To experience what I enjoyed so much

Therefore I will let them read to me 

Open the door to an imaginary world together

Where people live happily ever after

Or where they learn lessons about life

These messages will be a blessing in disguise

But the view in my mind I enjoy most to see

The idea that already means so much to me

The chapter I hope to start and often replay

Is that they will read bedtime stories to you

Just how I used to do back in the day