It’s the middle of the night again

A poem from a parent of a T1 diabetic child.

It’s the middle of the night again

You're so pale
Feeling if you're cold
You're still breathing
Thanking God

It’s the middle of the night again

Don't want to wake you up
Feeding you sugar and love
You're twisting in your sleep
Still so cold

It’s the middle of the night again

I keep you in my bed to have you close
You're too big you're growing up
Taking all the space
My pillow is yours

It’s the middle of the night again

The day is getting closer
I'm too scared to fall asleep
Just a little while more
Listening to your breaths

It’s the middle of the night again

You're still cold
Take my blanket I'm ok
Feeding you sugar and love
Maybe I can dare to sleep