While You Sleep
I remember nights holding you in my arms
rocking gently, singing you lullabys.
Other nights, I'd tiptoe in,
just to watch you breathing.
When you were feeling bad,
I'd rush right in to hold your hand.
Some nights, I come in just to lay beside you.
Some nights, just to touch your hair.
Someday hen I've gone away,
I'll still be with you in the night,
while you are sleeping.
Copyright © Kelly Randall | Year Posted 2005
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