The night was dark and soft screeches echoed awhile away outside the window, as the bats started to stir. The trees swayed just a little in the wind rustling like a soft purr of a cat. The moon was out in full the craters lighting up the ground with an eerie glow. I focus on none of it, only the soft breathing coming from her, my wife, my love. I was laying on my side face to face with her, holding her lightly in my arms, her breath brushing lightly against my face. She stared back at me her eyes reflecting the moonlight, making them glow as did her skin, her soft ivory skin brushed against mine. If I had just met her, I would’ve called her a dream, since I didn’t I’m calling her an angel. My hands felt warm on her hip, I drew my only free arm, my left arm up and brushed her hair lightly out of her face, I held her face, and drew her in closer for a kiss. Our lips touched lightly her tongue tickled mine and left my heart dazed and amazed. I held her closer and whispered. “I love you more then an angel should.” Crying came from the next room; the both of us got up and headed towards the room, swift and silent, her t-shirt and her hair waving with an invisible wind.

The baby was still crying when we looked into her crib. The soft green eyes of her mother stared up into mine she held her small hands up at me, clenching and unclenching her tiny little nine month old fists; her skin was a light tan, almost almond. I held her little hands and kissed them, in return I got a series of gurgles and giggles. My wife looked at us and smiled as Allie wrapped her little fingers around my wife’s. A bat screeched outside the window scaring Allie into tears that filled the room, I picked her up and kissed her on the forehead. My wife came around behind me and laid her head on my shoulder, teasing Allie with a finger. I kissed Allie on the forehead and started rocking her in my arms, my wife and I singing in unison.

“Rock-a-bye baby, in the tree tops.”

“When the wind blows the cradle will rock.”

            “And down will come baby, cradle and all.”

            By now Allie was asleep, gurgling once in awhile, I looked at my wife and kissed her softly. It was more then I could ever ask, two of my angel’s in the same home as me. I gently laid down Allie into her crib and then picked up my wife in my arms. She held her hands around the back of my neck, like an angel she was lighter then a feather, and just as graceful. I love you. The night faded away with us lying in bed, her in my arms, and her arms around me.