Ode To Karissa

As I watch you sleep It reminds me of what I cannot lay claim to A past long forgotten in the deepest recess of my mind A Peace so profound I could not fathom I strive so hard to remember how it felt I struggled for a glimpse of the childhood long lost But all I can come up with is dust. As I watch you stretch your pudgy hand I tried to recollect what being a baby is like I struggled for the glimpse of the childhood long lost But memory failed me Your cute grunt warms my heart Your tiny face expressive even in your sleep, Gives me the purest joy. As I watch you sleep I ponder the world you inhabit Who really can know the world you inhabit Who knows the dream you dreamt My cute baby, the world I promise you not But a beautiful life is God’s promise My tiny cute bundle of joy, As I watch you sleep, With all the cry and grunts, The sleepless night taunts The constant diaper changing, I will never trade my little buddle, Sleep tight, my daughter Carissa and let me Watch your face my little bundle