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For my son  20 September 2015

Posted by uggclogs in Life.
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Standing over the cot

Her babe in her arms 

Feeling the soft downy hair 

Against her cheek 

The warm, restful breaths

From the sweaty bundle 

His relaxed weight 

And complete trust

Has her clinging on 

To these fleeting moments 

Not wanting to put him down

Feeling time slip through her hands

From infant to toddler 

In a blink of an eye

Closed eyes 

Breathing his smell

She wants to remember

The wonderful present

She sways softly and whispers 

I love you, my child. 

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