Treasure Island

RONALD K SSEKAJJA

(13th AUG 1986 / KAMPALA UGANDA)

For Baby, Oh Baby


When I wake up early in the morning
I see your lovely face
Your cheeks like pretty pink roses
It takes my breath away
Your pretty little fingers so tender
Like petals from the morning bloom
Your laughter a joy to remember
Heaven has blessed us with you

From the day you came to me
My life become brand new
Because of you, oh baby, my baby
I see me in your eyes

In the middle of the night, I wake up
When I hear cry
It's like something binds us together super natural
You make cry, laughter is not enough
I have seen true beauty because I see you
Oh baby, my baby
I love you pretty baby

©Ssekajja K Ronald 2013

Submitted: Friday, January 04, 2013

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A dedication to my baby boy (Alms shakespeare K Ssekajja)

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