The Miracle Growing Winter-Soft

Fireplace crackles soft reflections, baby booties knit by hearth glow warm

Snow piles deep against window panes, your palm rests gentle on swelling curve

Cinnamon sticks scent our dreaming air, nursery paint dries fresh on walls

Rocking chair creaks future lullabies, mobile spins dreams above crib rails

Test strips glow positive moonlight, two pink lines rewrite our life tale