Just as the sun, soft and gentle, rises into the day, so did my son Half walking, partially sleeping, occasionally stumbling, slowly creeping his way across the cold tiled floor until silently, he stood swaying in my doorway In the tiniest voice, he whispered, "Mommy can I sleep with you?" I opened my arms like the branches of a tree and like a baby bird to his nest, as soft as can be he lay soft against my chest I knew from then that from all the moments and memories of today, that this would be my best With his hands wrapped around my waist, and his breath soft against my chest; I knew from then that from all the moments and memories of today, that this would be my best