Dear Child


These fleeting, precious moments

I get to watch you sleep

It’s quiet, dark and peaceful

You’ve been resting a while

My list to do is only somewhat done

I’d rather lay down right beside you

Watch your chest rise and fall

Smell your soft little head

Hear your short breaths, in and out

Memorize your tiny, intricate features

Listen to your murmurs and noises

I’d kiss you and hold you all day if I could

You’re perfect, how God wanted you to be

Every crevice, every hair

Every movement and wiggle

You’re the sweetest, little one

You’re God’s bundle of miracle

I’m thankful, so grateful

I love you, dear child



Written by Amy Parsons

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