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Haiku for/about my girl. |
| A grouchy baby red-faced, crying endlessly Will you go to sleep? Darling baby girl, food is to be eaten up not worn in your hair! Sweet, silly baby that baby in the mirror is you, not a twin. Drooling everywhere on toys, rug or even me. When will teeth come in? Stars shining brightly wide awake at 2 am feeding time again. Zero to light speed you finally learned to crawl where did you go now? |