as she drifts off to sleep.
Her dreams are made of sweetness and puffs,
Pink silks, rainbow ponies
and piles and piles of strawberry cake that she loves.
He’s a boy.
The kind that one looks at and thinks is full of joy.
His smile is contagious and his heart a heart full of love and kindness.
True he gets lost in emotions when his peers are around.
Yet I say he is the bravest little boy I’ve ever know and the sharpest looking one I’ve ever loved.
She’s the moon.
He’s the sun.
A kitten and a puppy.
I love them so,
this they’ll ever know
For I’m always here.