Watching her from a distance....she rests
Never knowing or feeling.......my eyes

In peace of silent slumber.....she nests
No concern that I sit close......ask why

In solitude of woven silk....her peace
A pillow overstuffed down....her crown

Watching her from shorten distance... she weeps
Tissue wipes the water out...........from eyes

Fevers heat finally broken.....shes fine
Now I can lay to rest....girl of mine..

Geoff Warden

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/feverish-night/