New-Born
Ten tiny fingers,
Ten tiny toes,
An angelic face,
A cute button nose.
A peachy little bottom,
A wisp of curly hair,
A noisy set of lungs,
So you know that they’re there.
A beautiful new-born,
To steal your heart,
Someone to nurture,
From the very start.
Kay Roberts
September 2016
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