Source: Pixabay
Her smiling eyes,
They call to me..
Both arms flailing,
With curiosity...
The thing she wants,
I doubt I know..
But because she's wailing,
To her I go...
She stops as I come,
Curious eyes on me..
I take her in my arms,
And I begin to sing...
Oh pretty little baby,
Why dost thou cry?
Mummy sees you in distress,
But she doesn't see why...
Oh pretty little lady,
Mummy's special girl..
But of the wonder in your eyes,
Mummy sure can tell...
#SladenSpeaks
#IfWordsWereNudes
#PalNet
Written for 
