© Mark Willenbring
What has happened to the days? What has happened to the years?
Please let me for one last time, wipe away your tears.
I used to rock you each night, with a bottle to make you sleep.
How I long to do this one more time, your warmth and softness keep.
Babies should not be allowed to grow, stay small and forever sweet.
Bright eyes, a giggle, prancing around, a wonderful smell and very soft feet.
One day as I grow very old, you may have to take care of me.
You may not look like a baby anymore
but a baby is all that I see.
You are all still babies to me :) I Love you
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