Letter To Him As He Sleeps
**Letter written to my son as he was sleeping when he was just a newborn.
Mouth slightly open,
you breathe in your
lullaby dreams and
sweet whispers of love.
By morning,
the peaceful sleep will be
wiped from your eyes, but
you will smile at the new day
and embrace it with
arms wide open.
You are not haunted
by the day's worries, or
acquainted with the ghosts
that fill your mother's eyes.
The light in your eyes
is so bright
and casts shadows upon
my own,
blanketing them,
quieting them,
giving me my own moments
of simple peace.
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