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Feb 2015
It's ok
It's ok
It's ok
I calmly say to you
You're barely two
It's the Middle of the night
Did a noise give you a fright?
Time has no meaning in your young and growing mind.
Did you wake because it was your blanket you were trying to find?
Or did the cold make you quiver?
I wrap you up in my grown up arms to stop any type of shiver.
Your lids flutter and then you realise it's me.
I'll hold onto you until you are as comfortable as can be.
Once you start to dream again I'll rest you snugly in your cot.

You have other ideas....

You have me wrapped around your little finger in case I have forgot!
RH 78
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RH 78  Uk
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