All is dark and quiet in the very early hours,But soon little ones will awake and show their powers
Against stillness blandness and plain,
And show us the small joys of life that we gain,
When we look closer at the things of each day,
Rather than worrying about tomorrow and letting today drift away.
I hear little foot steps in the hall,
Here comes the beginning of all the small
Little things that will make today,
The next best day of all...
Good Morning! Good Morning! Can I cuddle with you?
There's plenty of room, here I come! The bed can hold more than two!
I know you're awake- stop pretending to sleep,
My tummy's rumbling get up or I'll leap
On your tummy and... ugggghhhhh
By Lori
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