The Perfect Moment

I’m sitting in my perfect moment

It’s truly the perfect morning

We, as a family, awoke and rose together

A fire was built to fight the cold

Your little eyes looked at me from bundled blankets on my chest

You drifted off to sleep in my arms as the sun rose

Then it dawned on me

These perfect moments cannot be orchestrated-

They can only be enjoyed

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