Night night sleep tight

One lies softly curled around bear and dog.  Hair tousled, mouth open, a gentle rumbling coming from her sleep filled throat.  As I clamber over doll and teddy, book and CD, homework, coloured pencils, it strikes me that this one clings to things.  Holds on.  Surrounds herself with security, the familiar, the loved.  And I [...]

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