As she lays here and dreams in my arms I wonder what she is thinking. My dreams are filled with my hopes and fears. They represent a snapshot of my day, week month or year. But she is here with only a few months of life to base her dreams and all is fine. What could she dream?
She eats and she sleeps. This is her goal in life for now. This is what someone her age should be doing. Growing up consumes all her energy. Nothing else. It is a simple life at this point. It gets a bit more complicated as she grows up.
It concerns me that her dreams will change. My goal is to make sure they change for the better.
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