CHILD

Little fingers clutch mine.;little head falls on my shoulder as sleep comes finally; its over for a little while ;its quite as peace comes over mother and child..little eyes open and look into mine somehow you lose track of time as innocence looks into your soul.;as your heart smiles you hold him close as protectors do;because the love he feels all comes from you laughting eyes trusting soul the little life that you hold your child…

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