My Baby Boy and Me
It's three A.M., they're all asleep,
And no one's here to see.
As we rock slowly back and forth,
My baby boy and me.
His little head is feather light,
Tucked up against my chin.
I hold his tiny hand in mine,
And stroke his baby skin.
The house about us creaks and groans,
The clock's hands creep around.
He snuggles closer to me still,
And makes his baby sounds.
I love these quiet hours so much,
And cherish every one.
Store memories up inside my head,
For the lonely nights to come.
For all too soon he'll be grown up,
His need for Daddy gone.
But until then I still have time,
For kisses and a song.
Time for quiet hours like this,
With him cuddled in my arms.
Where I wish he'd always stay,
Protected, safe, and warm.
And yet I know the day will come,
When this tiny little hand,
Will be as big as my own,
He'll grow to be a man.
But until then he's mine to love,
With no one here to see.
As we rock slowly back and forth,
My baby boy and me.
A special thank you to
Carrie Kae
who found the Brahms' Lullaby midi file for me
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