Sonnet 109 – Babying You

You came home early today.  When I met
you at the front door, it was evident
that you were feeling poorly.  So I let
the cat escape into the yard, hell-bent

as he was on flight.  I took your coat, led
you to the sofa, then made you sit while
I eased shoes from tired feet.  When I said
I’d be your pillow, you let slip a smile

and laid your head upon my lap.  Rubbing
your neck and shoulders, I whispered peace and
rest and love to soothe you.  You were sleeping
deeply within moments.  I can’t pretend

that I’d trade places with any man.  The
cat paws at the pane while you dream of me.