after you had gone to bed
but before you were asleep
your brain kept you up
thinking about some
errant thought or misgiving
you would call and
summon one of us to your bed
sometimes five times a night
with questions about
something someone said at school
or to show us how you combed the hair
of your favorite stuffed animal in a funny way
until you finally
quit fighting for more of the day
and decided to wander into night
because that was more interesting
after that though
and what you never knew
is that mom always visited one more time
every single night
to tuck you into your dreams
like you were tucked into ours