A child cries in the night
you wake and wonder is he all right.
Pull over the cover and jump out of bed
lift up the infant and kiss his small head.
Rocking him gently while humming a lullaby
with a finger you wipe a tear from his eye.
Snuggles his way into your chest
finally happy to get some rest.
Sitting on the bed you stare into space
then into your mind comes your mothers face.
Memories flood back of you as a child
out in the garden let to run wild.
Looking at your son you can’t help but smile
knowing that will be him in just a little while.

I love this!! 🙂
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You are welcome!! 🙂
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Full of warmth and tenderness…loved it👍🏻👍🏻
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Love it 😍
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Beautiful. ❤️🦋🌀
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Thanks.
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A good read. I could see myself running and messing things. 😊👌👍
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Wonderfully poignant!
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very true
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What a beautiful post!
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Absolutely fabulous, reminds of when my first son was born, I think I jumped out of bed I’d a fly passed wind 😂
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Interesting to read… This reminds me of memories with my Cousin’s baby
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Awesome 👌
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Thank you.
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