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baby at night

by Delilah Coyne

Her cries drag me from my slumber
unwilling to open my eyes
but knowing I must
so needy
she melts in my arms
a tiny warm bundle of plump cheeks
dimpled fists
chubby legs
Drowsy kisses sprinkle her face
and I breathe her in
all milk and warmth

sleep cannot compare
to baby fat and
sleepy midnight smiles


Author's Note: so sweet and fleeting

Posted on 11/12/2008
Copyright © 2020 Delilah Coyne

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by George Hoerner on 11/12/08 at 07:34 PM

After my wife stopped feeding, I used to rise at night when my son cried. I wouldn't speak just rub his back very gently and say 'shush' very low so he could barely hear me. Within minutes he was back to sleep and so was I.

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