When the nights are too short
Or the days feel too long.
When I curse these times of inactivity
And long for the next stage
When I begrudge all the cuddles
All the touching and closeness
When I wish you didn’t need me so much
I remind myself these moments are fleeting
One day not quite like the next
And one day I will miss it all.

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