We Call Him "dalton"
He came here smiling....
With cheeks round and fat.....
His dimples so cute....
Capturing all of those about....
His eyes of blue....
Piercing ever so far into your soul....
You want to hold him forever...
And never let go....
His little arms reaching out...
As now he tries walking to you...
A gleam filling your face....
For that's your little boy...
A little boy...
God sent directly to you.....
The words "Daddy" and "Mommy".........
All come too soon....
They grow up so sudden...
But what can you do?
He soon will be pitching a ball....
Not giving you much time to rest....
For you will have to teach him....
How to be his best...
This bundle of joy....
As anyone can see.....
Brightens our world....
This little boy in blue....
He has two sisters....
And oh they love him so....
He is their play-pretty...
And this he already knows....
We call him "Dalton"....
If you were to see him....
He would set your heart aglow......
He is as of an Angel.....
Smiling at all he meets....
A smile that....
Sometimes I even...
See in my sleep......
This little bundle...
So short and round....
Will fill many hearts with joy.....
For God has sent us.......
One of a kind.....
Copyright © Cecilia Patterson | Year Posted 2007
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