That Little Face

That little face

Impish, childish grace

That growing sense of self

The words you use

The toys you chose

To play with

Your little hand in mine

Those sweet kisses at bedtime

The smell of your hair

How you ask for me at night

And how you hug me tight

How you steal my iPad

You playing with your dog

Sleeping like a log

This is true love

This is ‘give my life’ for you

Can’t be without you

love