From here to the Moon and Back

Sitting on my bed
a little girl.
It was nap time.
I had to take
a nap everyday
and I hated it.
Laying on my
bed I would
look at the
ceiling.
upset, feeling
like this was
a waste of
time.
I would
wait for you
to come in
and say I
could get up.
sometimes
I would fall
asleep, other
times I would
just lay there.
waiting.
You would say
to me when
you put me
down..
I love you
from here
to the moon
and back.
Looking back
that was not
a waste of time.
It was a gift.