Of Jeremy, Age 2

My 5 a.m. shower done,
Exiting the bathroom door,

And an intruder stares,
His blond head centering my
Pillow, squinting
At the sudden light.

Not to wake my wife,
On her side, breathing evenly,
I growl softly
"Who comes to my bed?"

He smiles, then gray
Eyes closing, turns his face
Away,
Through darkness

Drifting loved toward day.