breathless

Newborn Lily

mixing up nights with days

and days with nights.

Breathless face,

the smallest mouth.

Tiny body, perfectly formed,

a complete miracle.

Spindly legs,

long hands and feet.

Fine auburn hair

in perfect swirls.

Little squeaks and grunts and

not-quite-cries.

Eyes rolling,

then back to sleep.

Intimate with her mother

protected by her father.

As we nestle,

you capture my heart.

Oh you sweet

                                                                                             and breathless

                                                                                          Lily.