FOR ELSIE: ‘WHEN YOU SLEEP’
WHEN you sleep, I spend ages marvelling at your face. As it’s still the most beautiful I have ever seen. And I smile as my eyes gaze on the one tiny freckle that’s dotted on your forehead, a pretty reminder of the fun we had last year on holiday in the sunshine. When you sleep, I watch your chest rise and fall. And if your breathing becomes too quiet or