Friday, March 17, 2017
I Thought I Was Done
Into my dreams you slowly crept.
In different forms, in different light
Never the same, but always mine.
I'm not sure how you'll come to be
My sweet little baby, just find me.
I thought I was done, but here you are
In my thoughts and in my heart.
~written August 2016 around 3am
while snuggling/rocking my Emma