love always, your mommy.dear littlest one,More Like This
i hope my words reach your tiny beating heart
because i'll never get to know your face,
to feel your fingers and toes,
or whisper in your ear.
but a heart is all you need to hear me.
so, i'm going to talk,
..and i know that you'll listen.
it was a snowy Christmas evening when something more than holiday spirit permeated my veins.
a warm rush and dizzying tingle came over me.
like moon dust sprinkled above me,
a cool shimmer dusted over my eyes;