Bliss (a poem)

Oh how I must paint

the image of perfection before me

I watch the sweet slumber,

the whisper of her breathing,

the scent of soft skin and dreams

She stirs ever so slightly 

and I hold my breath 

so as not to disturb her

Time stands still

Oh how I could watch

the tiny angel that is

my daughter
forever.

Update: Poetry In Motion

Seriously?!?!?!?!? So I'm looking for a kit of magnetic words and after looking on Amazon, I decide I'm going to check out other options. I do a Google search of 'Magnetic Poetry'. And what should pop up first but a site called Magnetic Poetry. Upon clicking on it I discover not only do they sell the kits BUT.......

.......YOU CAN PLAY ONLINE AND USE THEM!!!!!!!!!

SAY WHAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTT???!?!?!?

Oh my goodie goodie gosh! It's literally Christmas in JULY!

SAVE!