Early
in the morning
Woken up by the sound
Of little feet walking
Slowly across the room
Only for one reason
And
when you slowly
Open your eyes
You will look
Straight in that small face
With
big brown eyes
And a sleepy smile
Her soft blonde curls
Falling gently in her face
And
when you lift the covers
She crawls in bed with you
Curls up in your arms
And before you know it
The big brown eyes close
And
the steady breathing
And the silent smile
Tells you she is sleeping
And dreaming a wonderful dream
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