Thursday, August 26, 2010


It’s the twilight hours
The middle of the night
He’s speaking to me
Saying, ‘Cherish the sight’

While rocking my babies
And holding them tight
Their head on my chest
My hearts delight

Little hands, tiny fingers
Pudgy face and button nose
Softly drifting off to sleep
My prayers they compose

Thank you for your blessings
Keep them safe tonight
I promise you always
I will cherish the sight

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