Angel Days and Angel Nights

It is three AM and an alarm goes off
I know it’s too early for work so I long to doze off
But the alarm refuses to die
Then I recognize the alarm, it is my daughter’s cry

As grumpy as a bear woken from hibernation
Thoroughly annoyed at this irritation
I get out of bed to take care of my crying daughter
I calm myself down, remembering that I still love her

Here she is,
The thief of my bed
Forcing me to snuggle her back to sleep on the couch instead
She slumbers, and sleeps
Tosses, and turns,
Screams and cries in sleepy alarms
Her arms fly wide while struggling to escape the confines of my arms
Out she rolls
Gently onto the floor
Confined to the couch with daddy no more
Wakeful now,
The siren resumes,
And travels all the way to my bedroom
Mommy is sought.
Mommy is found.
Daddy (that’s me) gets now to sleep on the ground
While little angel dear,
Sleeps in my bed instead of me,
with her big brother and mommy so near

Morning comes and I make a stealthy escape
Getting ready swiftly or I’m going to be late.
I dash to work,
Work hard all day
And finally come home to a pair of angels who now want to play.
They see thier daddy and squeal with delight
Completely forgetting the troubles of last night.
They look at me,and I start to grin
With cute smiles of their own they easily win
I put my things down and then get ready to play
And thus is my thought to myself at the end of the day
I may be tired,
But that’s all right
Eventually, one day they’ll both sleep through the night!