The Baby smiled at my old face.
With chubby cheeks and giddy talk,
her innocent charm engulfed the room.
I hid my face in a pretending game,
her tiny voice with bashful giggles came.
Laughter priceless, soothing soul.
Laughing, running play, in timeless baby games,
eyes are sparkling bright, delight is oh so quick.
Innocent and hidden still from life’s anxieties.
Bring me more the Baby signed.
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