She sleeps sitting up
Cradled between
two couch cushions
I toss her favorite blanket over her legs
Even though I know she’ll kick it off
She has her hands tucked below her chin and her knees pulled in
I lean in to hug her and kiss her little head covered in brown locks
And tell her I love her
I always hope I contribute to her good dreams
-Saschia
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