Hannah
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are gray. You’ll never know, dear, how much I love you. Please don’t take my sunshine away.
I sat in a rocking chair, holding a small baby wrapped in a baby blue blanket in my arms, slowly rocking back and forth cuddling him into my chest. The soft baby snores filled the silence in the dark room as the moonlight shined into the window. I looked around the room, noticing the beautiful animal-themed crib, the soft green walls, the stuffed animals in the corner. There was a picture on the dresser in a frame, drawn in crayon. You can tell that a child drew the picture as it showed two stick figures, holding hands and under it said, ‘me and my brother.’
I heard footsteps coming
