Ever since our little boy Charlie came to us
and began sleeping in our room
i have had… spirit kisses.
Each night, as I am wafting off to sleep,
in that space between awake and slumber,
I hear the patter of feet on the bed,
a wet kiss of a nose on my face,
a furry warmth pressed to my side,
then the patter away again.
I wake up, thinking ~
I should put Charlie back in his bed,
but when I open my eyes,
he is sound asleep…
and yet I am sure he was beside me.
I told Chris this morning about it.
It has happened so consistently,
and each time it is so warm and comforting.
And real.
How I think it might be Charlie’s spirit
kissing me goodnight.
Chris smiled ~ and said…
I wouldn’t put it past our Charlie.
Our Charlie.
Mischevious, wise, loyal, loving.
Divine and magical.
Earth angelic.

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