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Start out baby paint Hands inquisitive So relative just live Fingers baby prints Cherubs to stirrups Crying than smiling Or going frantic  The womb over the "Atlantic Ocean" Her spell fingers Has the potent She's about to faint The blessing their lifeline So quaint love yourself From birth You're the Saint* Art fingers bunked into God The world of modern Click of the fingers Her smartphone Her gift of gab tone Cute pup labs left alone? I phone and apps Her lips start to shrink Does life truly stink US debt dark ages Her art fingers walk the yellow pages The triple play bait Truly her unique trait She's the honest most sincere wife And poems are her life A birth what do you think within the time so sublime Light as a baby feather in any weather birth gets beyond better A magical place admiring the love Mother and Father with fingers like Grace
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Jan 28, 2019
Jan 28, 2019 at 9:10 AM UTC
Birth Fingers
Start out baby paint Hands inquisitive So relative just live Fingers baby prints Cherubs to stirrups Crying than smiling Or going frantic  The womb over the "Atlantic Ocean" Her spell fingers Has the potent She's about to faint The blessing their lifeline So quaint love yourself From birth You're the Saint* Art fingers bunked into God The world of modern Click of the fingers Her smartphone Her gift of gab tone Cute pup labs left alone? I phone and apps Her lips start to shrink Does life truly stink US debt dark ages Her art fingers walk the yellow pages The triple play bait Truly her unique trait She's the honest most sincere wife And poems are her life A birth what do you think within the time so sublime Light as a baby feather in any weather birth gets beyond better A magical place admiring the love Mother and Father with fingers like Grace
Birth fingers hearts linger how we were born to know its a natural thing Creation and the masterpiece a love like no other begins
robinHelloRow
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Jan 28, 2019
Jan 28, 2019 at 9:10 AM UTC
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