When the baby first wakes,
Those immediate kisses
Are unique.
After his cheeks have relaxed all night,
There is no muscle tone,
No smile or chewing muscles flexed,
Just incredible softness
Beneath his bleary eyes.
I like the later-in-the-day kisses, too,
But these first are precious
Because they are so ephemeral.
How many more mornings will I get?
But then, could that not be said of all:
As we spend our days beneath the expanding sky?
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