"3 A.M."

It is early;
Rain pours down,
Tapping on the windows,
Tiny fingers urgent for attention.
The silence is what I seek-
Quiet times are unknown to me now,
Thanks to the two sleeping angels
Who forever changed my life.
So alone I sit at 3 a.m.,
Watching the rain fall from my windowseat,
Hearing the tap, tap, tap on the panes of glass,
And I savor these moments...
For I finally have my chance to dream.