Blonde strands of hair resting against your cheek

Arms bent, hands curled under your chin

With every breath you take I wonder where you are

At an arms reach, yet in dreamland afar 

Are you dreaming of ice pops or throwing rocks

Riding the four wheeler or looking for your teether

Learning to open a door or by the fire having a s'more

Snuggled under your blanket so cozy

Its warm, so your cheeks are getting a little rosy

When you wake I will ask if you slept well

You will tell me yes and smile, and my heart will swell

Happiness, joy, admiration and love

Tons of it for my angel from above

Sleep tight little one

When you wake, we will have more fun