My Babies
She’s growing up just way too fast
My baby girl with dimpled face
The love she gives just makes me smile
As the love I have shan’t be replaced
No matter how old she will get
To when adulthood steals her gaze
I shall remember my baby girl
As I cherish all her gentle ways
And, too, so of my baby boy
A little man beyond his years
I can not bear to see him age
As growing away becomes my fears
His gentle heart and serious ways
Take him past his years of eight
He’ll always be that little one
My baby boy who captivates
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