How lucky can I be?

A Poem by Andre Peterson

Have you ever heard a voice so small?

So gentle?

It could bring my quarrels to ease.

As I look into your eyes,

as I hold you as the most precious thing in my world.

I feel all the pain melt away.

It has been a few minutes since we first met yet I loved you the moment I saw you.

Oh, little one.

I've been dying to meet you.

I wish this moment could last forever.

And as my dream fades back into reality.

I step back and let you sleep.

Of precious dreams.

Of everything sweet.

As I turn to the door, I realize I have a new reason to stay.

How could I leave now?