My Christmas Baby
A Christmas Baby, he should of been
But, was too cold, to come out then
He waited four more days
Before he came in our life to stay.
He was our miracle baby
That was born on that special day
Nobody could ever have been happier
That memory can never be taken away
All grown up, and almost twenty-four
Hated to see our boy, walk out that door
To begin his life on his own
He still knows we love and care
Like we always have before
© Melanie . All rights reserved, 4 days ago
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