Our Baby
The fabric of our world was consumed by You.
With each month our anticipation grew.
Before you were born you kept your mom up.
Held there in my arms you smiled and looked up.
Could there be a baby cuter than You?
Moments became years we watched as you grew.
You became so amazing as you grew
Part of us didn't want you to grow up
Yet we knew we couldn't hold onto you.
In but a blink of an eye, you grew up.
For Craig Cornish's Baby contest
My first attempt at a Trinatina.
Harder than I thought, thanks for the challange Craig.
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2014
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