Here is another poetry contest I am entering. I am supposed to write a poem about the baby or what babies get into.
Feb3-10th
I see you looking at me
With that cute little face
The innocence of a babe
Is the best among human race.
No worries or nothing bad
No hurting words you’ve ever heard
Exploring is the name of the game
You’re as beautiful as a hummingbird.
You bring joy to mamma’s face
And I love the way you smell
I love you my baby boy
Sitting in the big red pail.
I will cherish the way you look
As I know you’ll grow too fast
When you are grown into a man
We’ll look at those photos past.
Written by,
Terry Shepherd
02.03.2015
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