The scent of beautiful
Inhaling the smell of precious
Bed-warm, soft boy-skin
Small hand in mine
Arm looped around my neck
Drawing me in
Pulling me close
I love you
Til my heart could burst
No words enough
To express the swell
And soar
Of my heart's full joy
Thank you for writing the words that I sense in my own heart for my children. They are grown now...giving me grandchildren and even great-grandchildren...yes! I cannot hold their hands often, as they are across two states...but I hold their hands in my heart, and they are my heart's full joy.
ReplyDeleteOh thank you so much for this Linda. I'm glad it spoke to you and thank you for your words of encouragement :-)
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