It's three AM, they're all asleep, and no-one's here to see. As we rock slowly back and forth, My baby boy and me. His little hand is feather light Tucked up against my chin. I hold his tiny hand in mine, and stroke his baby skin. The house about us creaks and groans, The clock hands creep around. He snuggles closer to me still, And makes his 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 he'll be…See More
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It's three AM, they're all asleep, and no-one's here to see. As we rock slowly back and forth, My baby boy and me. His little hand is feather light Tucked up against my chin. I hold his tiny hand in mine, and stroke his baby skin. The house about us creaks and groans, The clock hands creep around. He snuggles closer to me still, And makes his baby…Continue