Its 3 am they're all asleep
And no one's here to see
As we rock slowly back and forth
My Baby Girl and Me.
Her little head is feather light
tucked up against my chin
I hold her tiny hand in mine
and stroke her baby skin.
The house about us creaks and groans
the clock hands creep around
She snuggles closer to me still
and makes her baby sounds.
I love these quiet hours so much
and cherish every one
Store memories up inside my heart
for lonely nights to come.
All too soon she'll be grown up
her need for Mama gone
but until then I still have time
for kisses and for song.
Time for quiet hours like this
with her cuddled in my arms
where I wish she'd always stay
protected safe and warm.
And yet I know the day will come
when this tiny little hand
will be just like my own
she'll grow to be a woman.
But until then she's mine to love
with no one here to see
as we rock slowly back and forth
my baby girl and me
I found this poem on the net when i had my baby and it made me cry!! Enjoy every second of her!! xx