Baby Face
She cries like a baby,
And whines till she’s held,
She is a baby,
My baby,
My sister,
She cuddles,
Like a mother and her child,
With me.
She drinks milk,
And is cute,
She balances with ease,
Oh my kitty,
I love you so!
Copyright © Rhonda Osheim | Year Posted 2009
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