Your Song

The sweetest melody I’ve ever heard

Is the word “Mommy” singing from your lips.

No cozier feeling than your plump body upon my lap, holding you close as we read.

A thousand butterfly kisses wouldn’t be too much. I’ll never tire of snuggling you close.

Somehow every new day is even better than the last.

And even after two and a half years of holding you in my arms, rocking you to sleep before every sleep, I still look forward to when you wake up and call “Mommy!” again.