So Fuss and I were half asleep

and the TV was on low in the background. It was the movie "in her shoes", not a stellar movie. When you're holding a sleepy but fussy baby, you don't want to take a deep breath much less root around for the remote control.

I loved this poem read by Cameron Diaz, and written by ee cummings.

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

Since I'm not by any stretch of the imagination, a fan of poetry, I was surprised I liked it.

Got me to thinking of other types of poetry....songs that mean something to me when it comes to children....mine, yours, any one's.

If I could sang by Nancy Wilson or Regina Bell
I hope you dance sang by Lee Ann Womack

Children are a precious gift...do what you can to keep them safe.

So blessed,

~~Cee...level~~