You lay back on  my outstretched arms.
Your baby blue eyes sparkle up at me, between episodes of crying the blues.
I regret omitted feelings between mummy and I.
Indeed for the rest of my gang
John Legend cries "All of you" and I believe never before have I been so overwhelmed.
Not really my sort of sound, our song from now on.
2/52, is that enough to fall in love?
You bet it is.
I'm not eager to meet and greet children, probably just a bit too old.
But I peep into Bradley's eyes, I am no longer cold.
(C)Livvi