Sleepy Gracie
Many things about you
Make the tenderest
Parts of me sigh
The way your feet
So tiny curl and spoon
Each other when you sleep
Just as they did almost
Four years ago as you
Tossed in my womb
As if when your mind
Is unconscious of the world
It returns to the safest
Place and reminds your
Sweet perfect little body
In it's primal position
To snuggle up in the safety
Of the one who made you
Copyright © Blythe Journey | Year Posted 2009
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