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
