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I pause awhile. A fleeting smile
Has crossed your precious face.
Peaceful, asleep, in dreams so deep-
A child of innocence and grace.
It was today, while out at play,
A rascal made you sad.
He broke your toy just to annoy.
We'll fix it soon, my little lad.
I'm glad I'm near, ready to hear
Your laughter or your cry.
I saw the way it was today-
You really needed me close by.
With tear-filled eyes and melt-heart cries,
You flew to my embrace-
Your haven sweet, a safe retreat,
A special spot to hide your face.
'Kisses! ' you cried, arms spread out wide.
You climbed up in my lap.
A hug or two would comfort you
And calm you down before your nap.
Now, as you sleep, do wooly sheep
Go bouncing through your head?
Or, little boy, my pride and joy,
Are you a royal prince instead?
Do cars and planes and boats and trains,
Or creepy, crawly things,
Or puppy dogs, or bumpy frogs,
Or birds with purple wings
Fill up your head when you're in bed?
Perhaps you dream an angel sings.
With half a chance do ponies prance
Behind those sleepy eyes?
Or do you see a chickadee?
They're sometimes hard to recognize.
The world is big. Go-search and dig!
Explore its wonders bright!
Close to my heart you got your start,
My boy, my son, my day's delight.
Yen Cress |
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