Baby 3 Poem by marina moore

Baby 3



I hold my baby oh so tight
I can't help but start to cry
Shes so small so perfect
How could this angel come from me
She looks up at me
Blue eyes twinkeling like the stars above
She smiles
I look at him and he looks at me
We know with this little girl
Our life's are complete
Yet i know from deep within
Another angel's yet to come

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marina moore

marina moore

belfast northren ireland
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