Overflowing Love

Its 2:50 in the morning

Pitter patter of little feet down the hall

I smile in the dark

Gregory's little silhouette standing next to our bed

"Do you want to get in, I ask?"

"Yes", he says

I pick him up grinning from ear to ear, lay him down

I snuggle up with him, do you want me to kiss you I ask? (He likes his forehead kissed) Yes he whispers

I kiss him basking in the joy that only a parent full of love can

He talks randomly about pickles, and starts to mess with Adam poking him, I smile


He falls asleep, I lay there transported to the time when I would lay with my parents feeling totally secure and protected with not a care in the world.


Overflowing Love is all I feel before I fall back asleep