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Baby Baba

Baby Baba Wake up to Baby Baba, He said every morning. More like a lion than a lamb. I tumble out of bed. Oatmeal on the stove, Brown sugar surpasses oatmeal, You don't mind. Your heart so big, Hands so strong. Two jobs at times, To give us what we need. Hard work is what we learned. Being a protective mom and daughter is what I am. Your heart is so big, Too big for your body. Blood flowing too fast. The doctor says surgery. To give you more time, For you, for me, for your family. The waves come and go, The sun rises and sets, Everyone goes on with their lives. My world has stopped. To think of it without you. The stars will be there every night. Will you be looking at them too? The heart in my chest, Beats harder, stronger, faster. To ease yours a bit. Murmur, they say. Cardiologist, he's called. Echo, EKG, give it to me! Just let me see my dad again! You are important to us. To teach us, to love us. Say good night, Baby Baba. But... After surgery, Say Good morning!

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