How will I convey
How will I let you know?
Your jingling giggles
And the shuddering tiny steps
Creates the blow bubble-like
Feeling of motherliness
Germinating from needy soil
My eyes grow round
Whenever I see you
Trying your whole to
Put the next step
And you gum smile
On your successions
When you would fall
Sitting on the floor
Pissing pooping and ruing
My exaggerated exposures
Still not exploiting the warmth
At the centre of my somewhere
With that raised brow grin
That’s as strong as a fire
Capable to flame my entire world…
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cuteee..:):)
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