In Papa's Arms

Eyes shut in slumber
mouth slightly open
Oblivious
to the roaring engine
In Papa's arms he sleeps

He leans in deep slumber
slightly crouching for warmth
Unperturbed
with the fluctuating engine
In Papa's arms he sleeps

A loving gaze
A pat on the hip
to keep him asleep
strong arms holding him
gently and dearly
In Papa's arms he sleeps




I sit alone
My eyes yearning for sleep
Once a little boy
Yearning
to sleep in Papa's arms
once more...