Gentle evening light
amid the drawn white curtains
bends to kiss your cheek
and lingers
softly on closed eyelids.
You squeak
a muffled sigh
and stretch your sleepy fingers
They curl over one of mine.
In the stillness of the night
beneath the drawn white curtains
I bend to kiss your cheek
and linger.
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Sam Bartholomew's Writing Blog 
Beautiful! I’m so glad your little girl will be able to read and understand your love for her!
This reminded me of my own daughters and son when they were new to the world. 🙂