Legs crossed, tiny toes flickering... one arm stretched out. Your fingers signing out your dreams.
Little rump in the air, shaking like a puppy in a pet shop window.
Whisper sounds escaping from your plump lips, back lifting with each breath you take.
Our Love. Our Joy. Sweet Dreams...
4 comments:
Very sweet guys.
frequent reader here. your daughter is so beautiful. delightfully happy for the both of you.
Ah, sleeping babies. Nothing is better than watching a baby sleep. Well, maybe have them sleep on you or with you in your bed as a weekend treat (when they're a bit older and less crushable).
Good to see more gay dad bloggers around! :)
Beautiful daughter you guys have got. I was adopted, too. Bravo for stepping up and doing something for a little one, and allowing that little one to do the same to you. Your poem is touching. Thanks.
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