I lay down next to him; close enough to smell his sweet breath. “One more time Mommy”, he said in a whisper. I obliged by singing “You Are My Sunshine” for the third time. This time, he sang with me and ran his little fingers across the top of my eyes and around my face. His voice was the sweetest ever heard and I tried to sing softly so I could hear his precious melody.

“You are my sunshine.
My only sunshine.
You make me happy, when skies are grey.
You’ll never know dear, how much I love you.
Please don’t take my sunshine away”

It occurred to me that I was praying while I was singing to my little Luke, my little Sunshine. You see, he makes me happy, even when skies are grey, and I pray to God that He will not take my Sunshine away.

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