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[aid] => mick
[title] => Rainbow Colored Crayon Scribbles
[time] => 2005-06-21 18:07:31
[hometext] => Originally written in orange crayon on the back of one of my sister's drawings. I wish I had access to the stories section of the site...because it's more of a story than a poem. Oh well, enjoy!
[bodytext] => In and out. In and out. It's 11:30 at night and you're fast alseep in my arms. Your slow deep breathing always seems to put me in some kind of trance, makes me want to spend eternity with you in your dreamland of ponies and princesses and flowers. In and out. In and out. I run my fingers through your hair, just like she used to do with mine. And right now...crayon scribbles mean so much more than color splotches on scrap paper. They're beautiful. I remember the first day you came home, how we were all so excited to watch you play around and make all sorts of cute baby noises. And we were all disappointed because you just slept all day. But in a lot of ways...you're more beautiful when you sleep, with your thumb in your mouth and your other hand curled up into a tiny fist, along with the in and out of your breathing. Honestly, I don't really mind when you climb into bed with me on nights like tonight when you can't sleep and neither can I. It's ok to be scared, because sometimes I am too. And if I squint my eyes in just the right way, I can actually make out the picture in all those rainbow colored crayon scribbles on the paper... I love you Bitty : ) [comments] => 6 [counter] => 641 [topic] => 10 [informant] => hooray_its_jen [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 20 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => BirthdayPoems )
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