This Morning

This morning 
My baby fell asleep in my arms
for the first time in months
Her hair here curly, here spiky, here flattened
Her face peaceful, unconcerned
Her chin now and again twitching
Her soft baby jaw the curve of a universe
Her arm draped over mine
Her legs crossed at the ankle
Looking really like she’s just
luxuriating in a late-summer siesta
It’s a gift, a pinhole of light
And I think to myself, What a wonderful world.

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