Baby Soft
Cuddly soft and so cute,
the baby cheeks were ruddy,
with out grown breaths,
I was rubbing mine against his,
I had a stubble growth,
and it was stinging fast,
baby had reasons to cry,
but it knew it was mine,
it clutched me more,
with undefined emotions,
did not attempt,
to open and pry.
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