Babies are soft and cuddly.
Babies are warm and sweet.
There is nothing like the sound
of teeny tiny baby feet.
You listen for the first word.
Watch them as they grow.
Soon they will be grown up.
You won't want them to go.

As you go through troubled times.
And worries make you weep.
The world will seem much brighter.
Because baby is yours to keep.

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