There is nothing sweeter than the face of a sleeping child.
It makes me remember how deeply good they are, how they
reach out to others and truly care.
Children do so many jobs gladly, finding the love that
eludes grown ups.
They live each moment with a sense of joy most of us ache
for so is it any wonder that when I gaze upon a child’s face in sweet repose I
am reminded of everything beautiful and good in this world?
The rosy flush upon the sleeping cheek, the gentle smile
that whispers across those soft lips, the way they stretch and cuddle – makes
my heart swell until I think it might explode.
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