At night

[pomes]

Every night,
Between ten and midnight,
We hear a snuffling
And a whuffling
From the monitor downstairs.

And every night,
Daddy goes up
And finds a baby lying
Face down and crying -
Just weeping there.

And every night,
He soothes her gently
Often she doesn't
Even wake

And every night
He doesn't know
How long the soothing
Is going to take

But every night
Daddy goes up
And reaches out
To his baby girl

And every night,
Sometimes fast, sometimes slowly,
He makes it well
Throughout her world.