My Tiny Lass

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Giggles in the air;

The soft baby hair.

Squirming in her arms,

Not around any harm.

 

Running up the stairs, 

Big blue eyes watching in pairs.

Dropping the bag on the ground

Baby in my arms, I found.

 

Smiles and tooth showing,

Soft skin glowing.

Cuddles into the crook of my neck; 

At my glasses with her finger she pecked.

 

Chelsea giggles and decalres:

"She doesn't even do that in her aunt's care!"

I chuckle and smile and shift the mass

Of cute little Lorelie, my tiny lass.

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