and in my arms a little warm space.
is sometimes difficult to restrain a tear
excited that bold, but happy to be wiped away
peeps can not my heart because, in expectation, to find relief.
The future promises a sleepy little body and a mother
premiere and private presentations, which will make our
the coveted morning when milk
impatient perfume his breath.
time give us the opportunity to watch him grow,
with innocence and necessity, fear and happiness.
Such is the grace and love that we deserve.
only your voice these words will musicality,
when transformed into sweet lullaby in the evening,
before starting a new day with love and cheerfulness.
