The Apple of her Eye
She watched him peacefully sleeping.
His tiny body barely made a dent in the mattress.
The snoring was music to her ears as she sat
on her rocking chair.
Finally a son to be the apple of her eye.
The family name will go on for years to come.
The love he will experience is second to none.
He stirs in his sleep she leans over to ensure all well,
The peaceful face remained unchanged, the hands and feet
scrunched up close to his body, the blanket covered him
keeping out the draft which seemed to arrive out of nowhere.
He did not wake as the chill washed over his fragile body.
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