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My Bundle of Joy Collaboration
When just born, your eyes shuttered, you were oh! so tender and small I would place you in a soft pillow, you were half of that tall With your tiny palm you would clasp my finger, oh! so tight I wouldn't dare to take it off, you were so soft and light When awake non stop you muttered, oh! so soft music to ears I never understood what you uttered, but you were a joy to hear I would hold your hands and teach you to walk, oh! how tenderly you walked You would hold wall and furniture and come to me, how cutely you walked Then you took your first faltering step, oh! That walk without holding, my love That day I fluttered in joy just like a flying dove You would say it in actions, you couldn't speak Sometimes I wouldn't understand, oh how I wished you to speak The first time you muttered amma(mother), I was besides myself with joy You couldn't pronounce R, would call me lama, oh! you were a bundle of joy.
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