I love the way babies fit under my chin When I’m cuddling them before bed. I can’t help but pause before putting them in; Just one more kiss on the head. I love the way babies respond to a sound, I love how they totter and wobble around, Their chubby arms reaching for you. I love the way babies can drop off mid-chew, In their highchair or out on the go. Flick tea overboard looking sweetly at you And misuse completely, “Uh oh”. I love the way babies squeal with delight, Find wonder in everything. Their smile is the world’s most wonderful sight; Making my weary heart sing. I love the way babies chatter away In a language I don’t understand; Sit on the floor, engrossed in their play While their brothers are making demands. I love the way babies fold into my chest, As if they were still in the womb. And though I so wanted a few minutes’ rest, I can’t bring myself now to move. I love the way babies turn into children Learn to “moo”, learn to “choo”, take first steps. I love the way babies grow into young men, But not yet, little baby, not yet.

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