and as he laid there finally drifting off to dreamland, i took him in.
the smell of his sweet hair, his breaths growing more calm, his sweet hand on my arm.
after a few minutes he rolled off and onto his own pillow and i must confess i will miss these days.
they come and go all to quickly.
my momma heart smiles and aches at the same time during these quiet precious moments.
words cannot describe the love i have for you my emmet, my prince.
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