Snuggle Moments

Early morning my lil one snuck into bed with me, looked at me nose to nose with her hand on my cheek…

Daughter – Momma, I don’t want to look in your eyes.
 I’ll drown in them because they are so beautiful. 

I blinked a few times..

Me – Thank you. 

Daughter- You’re welcome. 

I’m left stunned wondering where those words come from. She’s only eight and wants to be a writer. These are my snuggle moments.

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About Isabella LeCour

She is nothing more than the collections of thoughts placed into the virtual worlds. She is a poet, a mother, a lover, many things to different people. But mostly, she is nothing but smoke and mirrors - some ethereal thing that blinks in an out of existence.
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