Sometimes all I need is the air that I breathe

"I'm hurt, I'm tired, I want a hug, I want you to hold me."  says those big glassy toddler's eyes.
"But I've got work to do, I have dishes to wash, and I have lunch to make." I am anxious, glancing at the clock, running out of time.

But I can't move, the tiny one year old is holding my leg tight, not letting go.

So I dropped everything, picked him up and started gently singing the first song that came into my mind,

Some say love... it is a river, That drowns the tender reed
Some say love... it is a razor, That leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love... it is a hunger, An endless aching need
I say love... it is a flower, And you it's only seed
("The Rose" by Bette Midler)

5 years ago, on the carpeted staircase, in the old townhouse, EggEgg fell asleep on my chest as I rock him for the next quarter of an hour singing this song.

Today, history repeats itself. The only difference is, I now have Bobo, a warm body whose cheek touches mine as I sing him this song,

Sometimes... all I need is the air that I breathe, and to love you
All I need is the air that I breathe, yes to love you
("Air that I breathe" by The Hollies)

These are the moments in time when I will remember till the day I die.