Our mornings are filled with action and play.
But in the mid-morning everyday,
Buddy Bear becomes quiet, not making a sound.
I often will wonder, "Is he even around?"
So I creeeeeep up the stair
and find him there,
contraband paci and blanks in tow too,
pondering life and enjoying the view.
I remind him that paci belongs in his bed.
he just smiles at what I have said.