Home Coming

His coming took an eternity that my memory has bundled up in a single moment, in the same way that I used to hold him in his soft white blanket. I hadn’t known I could love so much. He has come with an infinite amount of peace and anguish. To this day I watch his sleep. His breathing still irregular yet tranquil. Well come, Little One. You have my eyes –may they show you the world as beautiful as I see it.

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