Ollie

On my memory foam pillow

His leg stretched

Just so the edges of

His nails touch my skin

He sleeps softly

Safe, loved

With an unwavering

sense of belonging

I gaze at his

Small form

Feel his warm breath

Hear his gentle heart

And I weep

Knowing I didn’t

birth him

But feeling like

he’s mine anyway

Knowing he’s here for

much shorter than we are

But feeling like he’ll

be with me forever

Knowing I don’t

deserve him

But feeling like

I need him to know

How grateful I am

He chose to

Save me.