It Goes Without Saying
We lie together, wrapped together, we 3. As he drifts off he tells daddy he loves him – I say “I love you baby” – he sinks deeper into his comfort. I run my fingers through his short hair and say “I love you angel” – he nuzzles his perfectly smooth forehead against my face – his eyes closed now.
Then I realize, it goes without saying… and he understands this: to be a child is to love your mama. And he knows I know.
We lie together, wrapped together, me marveling at the absolute smooth beauty, perfection and wisdom of my five-year-old son.
We lie together, wrapped together, we 3. As he drifts off he tells daddy he loves him – I say “I love you baby” – he sinks deeper into his comfort. I run my fingers through his short hair and say “I love you angel” – he nuzzles his perfectly smooth forehead against my face – his eyes closed now.
Then I realize, it goes without saying… and he understands this: to be a child is to love your mama. And he knows I know.
We lie together, wrapped together, me marveling at the absolute smooth beauty, perfection and wisdom of my five-year-old son.
And I love it so much, that as soon as I started this new painting, I grabbed another canvas and began creating one based on the same idea, for my beautiful son.
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Hi thanks foor posting this
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