Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Baby Poem

A baby is a miracle, a little part of us yet so different
Their cheeks are like a cashmere sweater just off the rack, but so much softer.
Their baby scent is an apple pie just come out of the oven. Yummy!
When you shop for them, you can't help but buy everything precious you see!
As they grow older, they grow cuter, and cuter, and cuter!
Babies can learn how to crawl,
But they already know how to bawl!
Their crib is a protector, keeping them safe during the night.
Little snores coming from inside make you feel so happy.
The “oohs” and “aahs” of people coming to see the new baby make you feel so proud.
Why do we love them so much?
'Cause they're a cold wintry day in front of the fire, all cuddly and warm.

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