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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From the time my children were infants, I loved watching them sleep. As I gaze into their little sleeping faces, it is easy for me to recall their infanthood, and note their innocence. There is something so amazing about a sleeping a child. (More than the fact that the house is quiet and serene! ;) A sleeping face reminds me how precious they are... and how lucky I am to have to have them in my life.
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This is how I found them, the other night. So cute, how they sleep exactly the same!
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