Little Aaron
Tiny toes
Heavy eyes
Dragging his blanket
Through the hallway night
Stars in the window
Shapes on the wall
He mumbles a story
Doesn’t make sense at all
Little Aaron… got his… WINGSSSSSS
Floating off the edge of the couch as he sings
Every breath slower
As the room starts to spin
Little Aaron… got his… WINGSSSSSS
And he’s drifting
Drifting in
Crayon crown
On his pillowcase throne
One striped sock
Already gone on its own
Whispers a promise
“gonna fly so high”
Then his thumb finds his cheek
And he forgets why
Little Aaron… got his… WINGSSSSSS
Floating off the edge of the couch as he sings
Every breath slower
As the room starts to spin
Little Aaron… got his… WINGSSSSSS
And he’s drifting
Drifting in
