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Mar 2016
Little fingers, little toes
It's such a joy to watch you grow
Big bright eyes that greet the day
A crinkled nose with a smile that shines my way
Messy faces at supper time
Couches like mountains that you just have to climb
The wonders of this world seen through your eyes
Such a truly beautiful prize
Child of my child
You have me so beguiled
Pauline Morris
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Pauline Morris  49/F/Southern Illinois
(49/F/Southern Illinois)   
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