Precious Child

Little bare feet.
Tiny soft hands.
You look like an angel fast asleep.
Far away in dream land.
I quietly begin singing your favorite lullaby.
You slowly awake with sleepy eyes.
A crooked smile.
I rock you for a short while.
Innocent morning talks.
Quiet giggles.
Precious Child, please stay little.

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