I hold my child against my chest,
The place he loves to sleep the best.
I feel the rhythm of his breathing,
A little moment with so much meaning.
Full of nourishment from my breast,
Satisfied and content to simply rest.
My arms surround him holding him snug,
Safe and secure inside my hug.
These moments limitless in their worth,
Little pieces of heaven here on earth.
Dec 17, 2023
Dec 17, 2023 at 11:22 AM UTC
I hold my child against my chest,
The place he loves to sleep the best.
I feel the rhythm of his breathing,
A little moment with so much meaning.
Full of nourishment from my breast,
Satisfied and content to simply rest.
My arms surround him holding him snug,
Safe and secure inside my hug.
These moments limitless in their worth,
Little pieces of heaven here on earth.
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