Holding my beloved

Bliss of holding my beloved boy, noone else around, just him and me. Today he looks more grown up all of a sudden. He's dressed in Hadley's blue and green stripey top. His eyes are wide open, he's alert. I massage his feet as mum did for me last night and I stroke his legs. He stares at me all the time and we study each other's faces. I stroke my dark hair over his forehead, tickling him as I do. His eyes resist sleep. He yawns so I know he's tired and eventually his little eyelids give up the fight and he sleeps in my arms.