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‘ 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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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
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Date: 9/29/2009 8:58:00 PM
beautiful memories (with a little cider thrown in!)...loved it!... jim
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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
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