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Mar 2016
Tiny fingers
Teeny toes
Crooked smile
Turned up nose
Wisp of golden hair
In your blue eyes
Makes me happy
You are mine

Jelly belly
Baby breath
What are the thoughts
Running through your head
You'll soon be grown
And gone in time
No matter where
You'll still be mine

Infectious smile
Contagious laugh
Giving all the joy
In all you have
Impish nod
Twinkle eyes
I'm so happy
You are mine

And what is best
Above the others
You're the spitting image
Of your mother
Mike Hauser
Written by
Mike Hauser  Sunny Florida
(Sunny Florida)   
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