Little Maple

The long wait is over;
When I've finally seen,
My precious little baby;
God's special gift for me.

With those button-like nose;
And sweet, little red lips,
Oh, how it completed me;
Seeing Maple smiled back at me.

With her soft little hands;
That touches me so tight;
My heart feels like singing;
Tears of joy can't help but falling.

Her breath is as sweet as milk;
The thick, soft hair that i love to feel,
Those enchanting lullabies that she always hear;
Are sang beautifully just for her.

Days and months are running too fast;
Little by little, she is growing at last!
But, for us, her mommy and daddy;
Maple will always be our cute little baby.

by Avic Malveda

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