There is such peace in the way
The sunlight is sliced on your cheek
So smooth and creamy
Serene, like new snow
My eyes dance on your skin
Leaving behind their mad footprints
Your eyelashes are spring
Tiny tulips
Springing from cool, crisp earth
And fresh baby cherries-- your lips
Are born
So innocent
Wet with dew and singing
Seasons changing…
How cute…
Watching you sleep…
Be always safe,
Karen