John Bannister Tabb
Baby's Dimples - Poem by John Bannister Tabb
Love goes playing hide-and-seek
'Mid the roses on her cheek,
With a little imp of Laughter,
Who, the while he follows after,
Leaves the footprints that we trace
All about the Kissing-place.
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