Baby blues
The key to my heart and every pulse in my bones
Baby blues
When he looks at me, oh my heart
Explodes
With the purest love i’m growing to know
Tiny hands interlocked within my fingers that hold this maternal love
Baby blues
The smile on my face cant compare to looking at yours
My blue eyes could adore on yours for eternity
And my heart
Feels a love so deep and real it almost hurts when i look at your
Baby blues
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Author:
Amanda Best (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
Beautiful write, babies are so special and stay in the memory, I can still my daughter and son at childbirth, and that was over forty years ago.
It is a special time, treasure every moment.
Thank you very much
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