To My Baby With Pleasure Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

To My Baby With Pleasure



Love is pretty and sublime Like you, Like your pretty eyes, Like your pretty words, and Like your great patience, It pleases me to see you happy And patient too, I love your tears, but Not for ever because your tears Mean relief to everyone, Have a smile, my baby, because That's what we need to live for and to survive it.

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