I Will Carry You


Strapped to my torso, her head rests on my heart.

Each breath I hear fills me.

The top of her head is the softest thing I could possibly touch.

The extra weight pulls me forward and requires extra strength to push down into my heels to stay upright.

It reminds me of a different time when I carried her without this backpack.

And yet, I feel strongest like this.

Forging ahead through life, but with precious cargo.

I promise darling.

I will carry you into your future.

You just sleep now.