Baby Poem

No matter how many children you have, you never stop marveling at the miracle.

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My Baby

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Published: February 2006

She was my fifth and last child
She was always so sensitive and mild
It was love at first sight, looking into her beautiful face
She lay so calmly, and with much grace
I knew she was a gift heaven sent
For me I know she was meant
I love her with all my heart
I did very much, from the very start
In her big blue eyes I did see
What a precious angel I had for me
In my arms I would hold her tight
And hold her close throughout the night
My baby she will always be
Since the very first day she was given to me

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