Ten Tiny Fingers
Ten tiny little fingers that always want to play,
That never stop exploring the wonder of today.
Ten tiny little fingers that from the very start,
Will reach out for tomorrow, yet always hold your heart. 


Baby Shoes
Two worn little shoes with
a hole in the toe
And why have I saved them?
Well...all mothers know.

There's nothing so sweet
as a baby's own shoe.
And the patter of little steps
following you.

The feet they once held have
grown slender and strong.
Tonight they'll be tired after
dancing so long.

I guided her feet when she
wore such as these.
Dear God, may I ask you, won't you
guide them now, please?


Babies Have So Much To Do
In a world that's all brand-new,
Babies have so much to do!
Laughing, making funny faces,
Finding out those ticklish places...
Cuddling up and wiggling toes,
Looking cute in tiny clothes...
Tasting, touching, reaching high,
Crawling under, scooting by...
Learning words and having fun-
Making memories one by one. 

No One Like Me
From my nose to my toes
From my chin to my shin
There is no one exactly like ME.
From here at my waist
To my "sit-upon" place
There is no one exactly like ME.
Tho' you search far and near
I know you will find
There is no one like ME.
I'm one of a kind.

A Baby in the Cradle
By J.M. Westrup

I've got a lovely little home,
With every single thing--
A mother and a father,
And a front door bell to ring,
A dining-room and kitchen,
Some bedrooms and a hall,
But the baby in the cradle
Is the nicest thing of all!


Bundle of Joy
Two tiny feet
That wave in the air, 
Two little hands 
That tug at your hair, 
Cute bottom for patting,
Adorable face-
A bundle of joy 
To love and embrace


Baby Tears
 by Molly Newman

 My friends all said, "He'll grow so fast,
 You'll hardly count the years."
 But still I couldn't wait until
 You grew out of baby tears.
 I wanted you to take a step,
 I wanted you to talk,
 And learn to run and jump before
 The others on the block.
 
 And when you cried and ran to me,
 I kissed you better, though
 Part of my mind wished for the day
 When I could call you grown.
 "I'll finally get some housework done,
 I'll have some time for me --
 I'll have a long talk on the phone
 And sip a cup of tea."
 
 And sometimes I was cross with you,
 And I said, "Act your age!"
 But now those years have come and gone,
 Marked only on this page.
 I wish now I could turn back time
 To your first smiles and tears,
 And savor every moment
 Of those precious baby years.
  




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