When my children were babies, I would spend hours by their crib, watching them in their slumber, adoring everything about them. I was so attuned to them, I could hear them breathe from the next room.
As they grew, I lost that magic, or so I thought. After a recent separation from them, I was delighted to find myself under their spell once again, captivated by the awe and wonder that is them.
This poem originally was published in Poems on Life - Family Poems
While You Were Sleeping
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While you were sleeping, I sat by your bed. I watched you as you smiled through your dreams. I traced your perfect shell ear, Touched every curl On your little head. I tried to sleep But the sound of your breathing Drew me back to your room. I couldn't resist The magic which tugged At my heartstrings And brought me to your side. I settled on the floor Once again. Back against the wall, Holding your tiny hand in mine. While you were sleeping I fell in love with you all over again. |
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