My Babies

Little hands and tiny feet,

Shy, and cute, and so petite;

Little whimpers, little cries,

Darling, little sparkling eyes;

Outstretched fingers, wiggling toes;

God, how can you love them so!

Children chase away the gloom,

And sunshine fills most every room;

Little mannerisms dear,

Laughs of happiness and cheer;

You just can't know the joy of home,

Until you have children of your own.

You feel so humble, deep inside,

And have so much parental pride;

You can't describe the joy and pleasure,

God has given with this treasure;

A million couldn't buy the joy,

The happiness, and love, sublime;

They're bundles straight from heaven,

And, Lord, they're really mine

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