May the silence, of your Mothers womb keep
You grow and nourish, at birth the Granâs weep
You see all the lights, and oohs and aah sound
Your quiet peaceful world, is awake and around
Warmth wrapped up, in flannel love and being kind
The pet dog wags, his furry tail at us he has dined
Grampa Steveâs clock, ticks and tocks with my breath
No kids running in the house, or TV is off not a death
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