Nov 23, 2004 21:48
"It´s 4 AM, I watch you sleep
I pray to god your soul to keep
You´re sound asleep, but I feel pain
You win my thoughts, you´re in my head again
I wonder what you dream, when you dream
Do you feel what I feel?
My head is numb, my eyes are red
My soul is weak, my heart´s like lead
But you make it go away
Because your real
because your clean
1+1=3
3-1=2
Now it´s me and you
you are like Pikachu,
Small but strong
The bravest of us.. "
~"Pikachu" by Apop B
I'm typing as I wait for a new haircolor to develop (1st time in about a year, since I found out I was pregnant) and keeping one ear peeled on the baby monitor. I just listen for her breath and for the little sounds of sleep, the laughter, the soft sound of her moving, and I pray for God to watch over her, and I pray that she always be safe. She makes every day worthwhile, from her laughing eyes, and her kewpie doll hair, to her little tiny toes, every little fold of baby fat and every length of her growing frame. God, how I love this child, my baby, my little girl. I will never cease worrying for this wonderful gift, my sweet bumblebee.