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by kate
Rated: E · Poetry · Family · #931072
my little brother and how, now 8 years old, i remember he was once 8 days/8 wks/8 mnths
Little hands and little feet, danced the carpeted floor.
Little hands and little feet, eager to explore.
Little ears and little eyes, clutched all there was to see.
As little hands and little feet, crawled over to me.

A little smile, a little laugh, food falling off your chin.
A little bundle of joy, a little life about to begin.
A little seed of curiosity, a little frown at sleepy time.
A little bundle of happiness, brought a world's worth to mine.

A little boy with energy, so full, so fresh, so free.
A little boy whom I adore, a baby brother to me.
A little sense of humour, a little wicked way
Little hands and little feet grow more and more each day.
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