The Nap

Fretting
hurting
lost and empty
the small infant crawls around
aimlessly
her tears flow
her cries pierce the void
then she happens upon the dog
luxuriating in his afternoon nap
belly up
she climbs on his belly
lays her head on the soft fur
slowly her tears and cries are no more
she is calm
safe
reassured by the sound of a heart beat
soon she is fast asleep
dreaming of wet nipples and pink lambs
and the beast
remains quiet
yielding
smiling