Friday, January 16, 2015

Little One

Little one, I saw your face,
Your heart and veins like living lace,
Each part of you in proper place,

I felt my heart could burst.


Oh, little one, your tiny feet,
Your baby hands, so small, petite,
 They waved at me, a meet-and-greet,

I felt my heart could burst.


My little one, what can I say?
I’ll hold you in my arms one day.
But, until then, we’ll bond this way.

My heart will “hold” you first.

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