little one stirs.
wake.
locate slippers.
approach
small standing shadow.
those arms always,
always raised,
waiting.
scoop.
embrace.
sweep hair
delicately
away.
breathe
the warm,
ripe,
sweet,
scent of sleep.
pause.
promise.
commit
to memory.
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Beautiful poem. Its images bring back memories of my children when they were little. Enjoy each day!
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pause, promise, commit to memory
Love, love, love this.
You brought back memories of my oldest daughter. She drove herself here for dinner from her place an hour away. She will be 21 in a few weeks.
xo
Pamela
and one more time, love this, the no capitals makes for a more gentle poem
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Beautiful how you paused to take in every little detail of the moment.
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Beautiful piece. I love the arms always, always raised. Such careful attention to detail here and a lovely balance between being in the moment and reflecting on the moment.
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