sleeping babe

 

If I could only paint with grace 

The precious contours of your face 

As you breathe in, breathe out

Lit by your nightlight’s gaze 

Your hands up by your head

Softly sleeping in your bed

I watch you breathe in, breathe out 

And wish this moment never end 

Someday you’ll be big and tall

And this view I will recall

Of you breathing in, breathing out 

I’m the luckiest mother of all