Saturday, April 9, 2011

Nothing Sweeter

She melts my heart. She really does. Those big, brown eyes were tired, I could tell. Her tiny fists rubbing those eyes only confirmed my suspicions. I cradled that sweet little body and gently kissed her forehead. She snuggled in closer to me and I kissed her head again. Once, twice, three more kisses and she was happily asleep in her mother's arms. I could have laid her in the crib then, instead I savored the moment. Is there anything sweeter? I thought not.

1 comment:

  1. I am with you on that. Some of the most precious moments of my life were doing just that with my own little babies, and then my grandbabies. Nothing sweeter.