These next two parts are poems that touched my soul. I did write my own piece but it didn't seem right this is so much deeper. I do not own this piece it belongs to someone who wishes to remain anonymous. When you are finished you will see why this had to be a part of the story especially in the direction its going.

Chapter 18

"Night Child"

Small and warm

Tiny hands reach up

To touch and prod

Small toes stretch

Touching something deep inside

Feeling like a ripple

Of a giggle

As their tiny precious child

Begins to laugh

And dance

And wiggle.

Waiting for you

Little One

Getting Ready

A steady flow of Rainbows

Dancing through her head

The single thread

The constant theme

The tender dream

Of you

In our midst at last

The planning and the hope

We dream and wait

Now hurry child

Come home

Come now

Come soon

Her precious night child

TBC…Chapter 19