Babies At Christmas - Poem by Marilyn Lott
Adorable babies at Christmas time
Always bring such a smile
Dimpled cheeks and pudgy fingers
Curious minds at work all the while.
Life all around them is so exciting
They want to explore everything
To touch and smell and taste
Curiosity is their middle name.
Warm sweet hats atop their heads
I want to give them all a kiss
Nothing in the world compares
To wonderful babies at Christmas!
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