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I'm singing a lullaby for my daughter,
and she begins to stay calm,
She touches my face with her palm
of her tiny hand.
I put her in bed and then lay next to her,
she decides to climb on me and then
she gives me a smile.
Meanwhile, my husband is eating
his key lime pie, I tell him to get me a piece
once she is fully asleep.
I decide to put her stuffed Dalmatian puppy next to her.
I set my alarm and then give a goodnight kiss to my daughter.
hoping she has magical dreams so that when she wakes up
she will have a gleaming face.
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Diani Alvarenga
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Comments (4)
😍😍 this is so sweet! Those little baby hands are just the sweetest things! (And my husband always orders key lime pie too haha)
Wonderful
Adorable! Great poem!
So wonderful when parents choose to use this time for love and connection... to often it becomes a battleground!