he
was
happy
though he rarely slept
a newborn night owl
a young mother
who longed for sleep,
uninterrupted sleep
sparkling black eyes, awake,
wide awake
tucking his head underneath her chin
they rocked through the wee hours
warm
downy soft
baby fresh
sometimes the smallest things
take up the most room in one’s heart
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart. – A.A. Milne
talya
Grace Grits and Gardening
Farm. Food. Garden. Life.
Lullaby
The post is in response to the Write Tribe Prompt # 7: The Smallest Things Winne-the-Pooh quote.
My daughter was a night-owl too :)Loved your post, thanks for your lovely comment on my blog.
Loved this.
Hi Talya…This is so sweet…Rock-a-bye-baby…sweet dreams…
Thank you!
Really is the little things, indeed!
Thanks Michelle.
Aww this us just so sweet 🙂
such a sweet post . yep moms dont bother about sleep less nights . They feel blissful just with kid in their lap 🙂
good one
Awww!!! This is so sweet! brought back some old memories!! 🙂
Warm chocolate gushing out of brownie with love and filling my heart wali feeling…. 😀
Thankeeeeee
Oh, I remember long nights like this rocking my baby, singing lullabies, and wishing that he or she would go back to sleep but loving holding my baby close at the same time. Love this!
Kathy
http://gigglingtruckerswife.blogspot.com