no words
to describe the awe of glancing down and seeing an angel of glowing beauty in your arms
for the surprising reminder that this beauty is always there, always hers, always present but not always seen
to encompass the pride, love, admiration a mother feels at being part of such a lovely creation
for the overwhelming sense of humility and responsibility knowing, for a small moment, she's mine
no words
So sweet.
ReplyDeleteOh gosh, what is better than a sleeping baby in your arms. it is heaven.
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