Poetry

an innocents smile

written by: blondcandy18

Your Cheeks move up and your mouth forms,

And your first smile is born.

Oh baby, child of mine,

In this moment all matter stops in time.

As out matching eyes meet,

I gaze into your innocent face so sweet.

Your newly found smile starts to grow,

As a gift of joy to me you bestow.

Oh baby, child of mine,

In this moment all matter stops in time.

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