Daylight Savings
(Cristina Mauro)

Flung across their row of beds
my three boys fell asleep playing.

One lays diagonal across the mattress
chin propped up and arms outstretched.

A small blue airplane in one hand waits
to fly through the line of light beaming

from the flashlight in his other hand.

His twin brother has his head nested on the pillow
and arms down by his sides

but the covers are rumpled
and the headband circled twice around his upper arm

seems to suggest he has unusual powers.

The youngest sleeps upside down
with a red flip flop clinging to one foot.

His stuffed rabbit is not in the usual place
and his hand hangs over the mattress edge

holding a single sheet of blank paper.

The hour that vanished hangs over them and waits.

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