A baby's Laughter so pure
can touch even the most
hardened person turning
them to softness!
Oblivious to the world
oblivious to why they are
laughing even.
Yet touches our soul
bringing a tear to our eye!
No inhibitions
Just pure contentment
A baby's laugh so precious
The finest wonder of the world! !
Hi Tracy. Our gorgeous grand daughter is 15 months old. I feel waht you write everytime she toddles into the room. Kids are a great leveller. Loved the poem Steve
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
that s soo great...I like cute babies too..I wish I can have such a cute kids one day..hey i ll quote a line from one of my favourite song 'Real To Me by Brian Macfadden When I see my babies run, When all the madness has been and gone, I'll raise my family and live in peace Now that's what's real to me Picnics in the garden And the children they can play The first day of the summer And I laze here all the day Then we'll invite the family round And drink some English tea Then I raise up my finger And watch football on TV Yeah..ohh.. Now that's what's real to me When I see my babies run, When all the madness has been and gone, I'll raise my family and live in peace Now that's what's real to me That's what's real to me Real to me Wake up you might be dreaming Wake up you might be dreaming, now ' wish my dreams will come true and your kids will turn in to great ones oneday...lucky kids they are...nice ma'am..send my regards for them with love shan