Silence in a World of Shrill Stillness.
Hush... He shivers and pulls for covers.
Eyes closed, he finds nothing to sooth his frigid flesh.
Hush... He whispers in his slumber.
Thoughts rolling off his tired little tongue in protest to the sleep that has so subtly captured his imagination
Slumber steals his malicious way pulling him ever so close to fairy tales and myths.
Visions of puppies cloud his minds.
They speak his language...laughter and love.
He smiles both in dream and in bed.
It's snowing now and the pups huddle around him for warmth.
The hairs tickle his nose and he mumbles a little laugh.
Slow...pull the covers over the boys shivering body.
Kiss his cute little head and pray that his dreams keep him smiling...