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Love her more

January 29, 2011

False alarm: we had to stay another night. But that’s OK. Little bit is getting better.

 

Perched upon her little bed;

A queen, golden mohawk on her head.

 

 

She breathes through lips so pursed and rosy

An oxygen tube inside her nose-y.

 

 

 

She sighs and sleeps while mommy peeks

at her chunky arms and oh-so-plump cheeks.

 

 

 

Fluids run through an IV,

to hydrate and heal our sweet little pea.

 

 

 

There she lay beneath her blankie

finally calm after a morning of cranky.

 

 

 

Every second, my heart grows bigger

as I watch her fight this cold with vigor.

 

 

 

And as she heals on this confetti floor,

my love for her grows even more.

(if that’s even possible).

 

 

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One Comment leave one →
  1. Nehashay and Julie permalink
    January 29, 2011 2:37 pm

    we love the warners oh yes we do,
    we’re sending you our love and warm thoughts from far away,
    i hope they reach you and bring joy to your day.

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