My baby sleeps, head resting on my chest, pillowed on my soft body. Ah, this is why I am soft. So my baby will sleep, tucked in the nook of my arm. Her fine, fine hair calls to me for kisses, a thousand nuzzly kisses for my fine, fine baby.
My Baby Sleeps
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I love the “this is why I’m soft”. When my babes snuggle in I am always happy I’m a soft place for them. I need to remember that when I look in the mirror.
What a sweet sentiment.