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There is something in his smile maybe those tiny teeth or just his pink lips But he got me at Mom with his tiny sweet voice he was just months old And I'm needing him daily his tiny hand holding mine telling me I love you Can you believe me? My son, my baby, my life My everything, cutie pie My tiny blessing.
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Jan 30, 2020
Jan 30, 2020 at 9:28 PM UTC
Tiny
There is something in his smile maybe those tiny teeth or just his pink lips But he got me at Mom with his tiny sweet voice he was just months old And I'm needing him daily his tiny hand holding mine telling me I love you Can you believe me? My son, my baby, my life My everything, cutie pie My tiny blessing.
All of a sudden I needed to write this for my youngest son. I love my 3+1 so much, don't get me wrong, I love them equally. But these words came to me thinking about my Jack-Jack.
#son#youngest#kiddos#words#jackjack
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FebroniaVentura
Jan 30, 2020
Jan 30, 2020 at 9:28 PM UTC
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