This beautiful poem reminds me of when my daughter was just a tiny infant and I would stand by her crib and watch her eyes moving under her lids as she so peacefully slept. Would make me ponder over what sweet little dreams she was having....
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This beautiful poem reminds me of when my daughter was just a tiny infant and I would stand by her crib and watch her eyes moving under her lids as she so peacefully slept. Would make me ponder over what sweet little dreams she was having....