By Little

In the deepest night
an hour hardly slept

for looking at your face –
eyes of my eyes,

mouth of my mouth
freckles of my freckles,

quiet breath of days
not yet dreamed.

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2 thoughts on “By Little

  1. Eyes of my eyes, of my eyes…..this is so dear, and somehow makes me feel content in the perfection of it all. Thanks for this sweet reminder of how life goes on and on and on in our children

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