And If It's You My Baby Poem by James McLain

and if it's you my baby;
it drives me,
mad and crazy and you do.
laying in the hot soft sand,
there upon your back.
you do not see me as Your daddy,
i walk by.
with those cotton patches,
all you wear today,
too hide your eyes.
and even i can not,
remove my face from that.
where that eye and mound that
perfect split,
where sweat is leaking down into,
the sand
and how my toe it drips.
and if it's you my baby,
and nice things would
i always do for you
and you are my baby
you made my
dreams come true.