These small hours
When it’s not yet morning
And it’s no longer night
I wake up before the alarm goes
And sleep still heavy on my eyes
I turn left and there you are
Still gently snoring
Still quietly breathing
Your soft, lovely face
And this moment of simple grace
I give thanks for us
And these small hours.
Kenny Mah believes in the good in people. He has been blogging for over ten years. No, his hands aren't tired. Yet.
ahhh, staring at one’s partner while he sleeps. a tricky maneuver, since it can easily be kinda creepy if performed wrongly (as in, how many times have you woken up & become startled by the sight of him intensely gazing at you as if examining your every pore) :D
@Sean: Uhm, you wanna ask Devil this question… He’ll have a most amusing answer for you, that evil bugger.
“Our lives are made in these small hours”
Rob Thomas’s song, “Little Wonders”. =) Love this song so much.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZoTDH3nqhW4&feature=related
@Michelle: Ah, it’s true – the little wonders that make our day… these small hours in which we make our lives… together.
Thanks for sharing the song, dear.
that’s the time to pee!
@lena: Yalor. I did wake up at the oddest hour this morning for that exact reason… Hahaha…
Haha I think I dont like people watching me while I sleep. ;P
@Baby Sumo: Uhm, but how would you know if someone was watching you sleeping if you were, uhm, asleep? *evil chuckles*
I bet you have some wonderful memories of those long hours too…
@jemima: Long hours, short hours — what matters, I guess, is that we get any hours at all. Time together is a most precious gift and privilege.
Wayy too romantic!
@Michelle Chin: Where got?