letters and lattes

Little hands warm on my face.
Your touch is soft and gentle.
You snuggle into me, comfort at last. 
My heart beat steady, felt in your chest. 
      You
             Exhale.
Together our bodies echo the thought - 
I am safe. 
I am home.
I am loved.

Little fingers busily moving.
Waking from slumber and ready to play.
I wrap this moment firmly in my memory,
I never want to let it go.

You will keep growing. These early morning cuddles will not keep. I let them            
         Linger
And hope you remember, even as you are grown.
Even when you are far.
When your hands and limbs are much larger than my own. 
The message of my heartbeat remains -
You are safe.
You have a home.
You are loved.
With me, 
Always and always.

Author’s note: from a diary entry originally dated April 25th, 2022. About my son, who was 2 at the time.