Silly giggles, farting free,
Bouncing here on Daddy's knee.
Smile a smile, a loving glow,
The depths of love some never know.
Laughter bright and squinting eyes,
My heart skips beats in sweet surprise.
Oh, loving child, the lucky few,
Who get to hold a heart so new.
Curls of gold and smiles so wide,
Filling me with bursting pride.
Cuddles soft and tiny hands,
Your every wish,
Is my command.
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Author:
E Naughton (Pseudonym) (
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Comments2
Cute and a tender poem of fun with a child. Well written. ( I hope it is the child doing the farting)
Sounds like a very joyful experience with your own child, lovely poem!
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