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' the Baby-Talk Song ...'

‘ The  Baby-Talk  Song … ’


It’s Been 30 Years Ago …
But the Memories are Starting To Flow
Going Thru These Newborn Clothes …
Oh … How Fast Children Grow

You Were A Beautiful – Baby Boy !
That Teething Cat, was Your Favorite Toy
You Were Precious to Your Dad and Me
As Was Your First Words … in The Nursery
goo-goo  ga-ga   Da-Da
goo-goo  ga-ga    Ma-Ma

We Tried to Get You to Say It Again
So We Could Bragg to All Our Friends
You Were The Apple of Our Eyes
Going:   goo-goo   ga-ga

We Loved to Hear Your Baby-Talk
Especially … at Your First Baby-Walk
Going:     goo-goo   ga-ga   Da-Da
goo-goo   ga-ga   Ma-Ma

… Laughter; Tears
Curiosity or Fears …
Always, Tell Us What You’re Trying To Say

… New Things; Mistakes
Triumphs or Heartaches
We Just Love To Hear You Anyway …
Ever Since:   goo-goo   ga-ga   Da-Da
goo-goo   ga-ga   Ma-Ma

When ol’ Burke, was Put to Sleep
You were so Hurt, You wouldn’t Speak
I Said:  ‘Don’t Be Afraid To Cry …
‘Cause I’m … goo-goo   ga-ga   Ma-Ma

And The First Time You Came Home High
Hanging with the Wrong High-School Guys
Daddy Explained, it to You Best …
He Helped You Get Out of Your … Mess
He wasn’t Shame and Here’s Why …
‘Cause He’s …  goo-goo   ga-ga   Da-Da

Laughter; Tears
Curiosity or Fears
Always Tell Us What You’re Trying To Say …

New Things; Mistakes
Triumphs or Heartaches
We Just Love To Hear You Anyway …
Ever Since …  goo-goo   ga-ga   Da-Da
goo-goo   ga-ga   Ma-Ma

… Pa Took Pictures of Bride and Groom
You Held Her, Like Your First Baby-Spoon !
… Now, Today … Our Family Gathers ‘Round
Overjoyed … At Your Baby’s Sounds …

goo-goo   ga-ga   Da-Da
goo-goo   ga-ga   Ma-Ma
goo-goo   ga-ga   Da-Da
goo-goo   ga-ga   Ma-Ma


for: ('Great' Aunt –(smile) Carolyn Devonshire… 
Who just told me she’s doing 
Baby-Care Duty for Newborn in Family
A Precious Time Indeed
… I Dug This One Out (smile)

                 MoonBee

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John Freeman Date: 9/30/2009 10:18:00 AM Hi MooBee. Beautiful sentiments, to a precious happening, for the very soul of the unborn fetus is carried in the mother's heart for the entire gestation, waiting for the babe's first breath, to enter into life. Makes you wonder how a mother could, for no good reason, kill an unborn child, doesn't it? This dedication is to a very deserving lady also, One of my faviorite, as you yourself,MoomBee, Love sincerely Moses Login to Reply

James Marshall Goff Date: 9/29/2009 8:58:00 PM beautiful memories (with a little cider thrown in!)...loved it!... jim Login to Reply

Carolyn Devonshire Date: 9/29/2009 8:33:00 PM Oh, MoonBee, this is so precious! Thank you. This poem reminds me that the cycle of life continues from generation to generation and, unless your name is Benjamin Button, you enter the world as an innocent goo-gooing and ga-gaing and Da-Da and Ma-Ma. (And it seems you are enjoying being a grandmother!) Congratulations and thanks again. Love, Carolyn Login to Reply