I cradled you in my arms.
I didn't drop you.
It was no cause of alarm.
I loved you so.
The hair on your head,
Was wispy so,
I whispered a tune low.
I loved you so.
I cradled you in my arms,
And kissed your cheek.
Your tender toes and feet.
I fell in love with you my baby.
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'I fell in love with you my baby' A mother never 'falls in love' with her baby. Her love is inherent from the time he or she makes his/her presence felt in the womb.