Watching my boys still asleep,
left hand under his right cheek,
tucking his feet
underneath.
Morgan's face as round as siopao,
lips as pouty as can be,
sleeps contentedly
beside his papa so close
they are nose to nose...
No other place I need to be
All I need is here
This, right here,
is where I'm supposed to be. ♥
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