A Few Words

A few words,
only the light sheet,
damp and soothing
on a hot night,
skin slightly sweating
near August.

Such comfort remembering
that cool drink of water
at night
before
surrendering
to sleep.

A few loving words
to end and bless the growing
unbalance of a summer day.

The hand
touching the cheek
of a child ready
to run again
as soon as the sun
is captured in the shade
of a heavy oak tree.

A moment
not lost
in the smoldering days
of almost no words.