My Love

You sleep, peaceful with an angelic face, pure perfection.
The perfection I dreamt of with each stir with in me,
Knowing you would be exquisite!
You sleep, and I see those tiny fingers that I hold during the day,
With wonder, How could I be so blessed?
For in the beginning there was fear, now you have become my world!
You sleep, cradled in my arms,
As I brush my lips over your silky hair

You sleep, with your angelic face that has turned strong
You sleep, your tiny paw almost as big as mine.
I touch them in amazement at how they have grown.
I lay beside you, put my cheek next to your soft fur,
You sleep, with your angelic face that is pure beauty.
Each spot and whisker

Like my very own...