A Baby Poem by Carolyn Ford Witt

-A BABY-

There's something about
A baby,
That sets my heart
aspin.

It makes me want to
Tell a tale,
But where should
I begin?

A whisper touch of
Downy hair,
So soft against my
face.

The scent of soap
And powder
Wrapped in gossimer
and lace.

Ever so sweet and
Cuddly,
The innocence beams
forth.

Who could ever put
A price on you
And say what you
are worth? ? ?

author: Carolyn Ford Witt
Ms. Caroline
© 11-19-1977