My Sleeping Angel
I look upon my angel sleeping,
Looks so peaceful lying there,
His eyes move quickly, he is dreaming,
So I watch and gently stroke his hair.
I see him smile within that dreamland,
Hear his whispered breath, a sigh,
A tender kiss, my lips they linger,
A loving tear falls from my eye.
My heart beats slowly to his rhythm,
I love him more than words can say.
In these quiet precious moments,
I hold him as I drift away.
Before I enter my own dreamland,
I whisper softly in the night,
I love you darling, more than ever,
I close my eyes, turn out the light.
Copyright Dreambeliever 2002
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