Sunday, January 11, 2009

We BeloNGs ToGetheR~FoReveR

My Baby Boy and Me

It's three AM,

they're all asleep,

and no-one's here to see.

As we rock slowly back and forth,

My baby boy and me.

His little hand is feather light

Tucked up against my chin.

I hold his tiny hand in mine,

and stroke his baby skin.

The house about us creaks and groans,

The clock hands creep around.

He snuggles closer to me still,

And makes his baby sounds.

I love these quiet hours so much,

And cherish every one.

Store memories up inside my heart

For lonely nights to come.

All too soon he'll be grown up,

His need for mommy gone.

But until then I still have time

For kisses and for song.

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