A smile slips onto your face,
as you lay dreaming in my arms.
It flickers to life in an instant.
Only to fade in the next.
What do you dream of, when you smile in your sleep?
What do babies dream of? They are so young, their experiences so limited. Yet As I sit here watching my daughter sleep I see a smile dance across her face. It’s as if she is laughing.
I wouldn’t trade moments like this for anything.