I remember

sitting

on my son’s bed

pillows plumped

huddled

under the blanket

reading

Harry Potter

for hours

on a Sunday

that turned

into Monday

as snow

closed schools

and we

left the bed

only

as necessary

quickly

returning

to snuggle under

blankets

and escape

into a magical

world –

together.

That you couldn’t be without

But sometimes need to take a holiday from

The family

The one place where

A myriad of emotions are all applicable

Interchangeably

Simultaneously

Sometimes we drive each other to distraction

But mostly -

Okay always-

Needing each other

And wanting to tighten the bonds

That keep us afloat

Really

They

Are

Our

Lifeboats

Only sometimes do they give you that Sunday dinner feel

As though you’ve consumed too much

So now you have to sleep it off

But you’re sated anyway

Comfortably