by Carmen Colin

Created on: September 03, 2008

The love of my life isn't my wife
Neither my husband, my friend or another
The love of my life is rather small
But with the love I give him, he'll grow real tall
He chases after me with his rather small feet
His smile is real cute, one that can't be beat
He tries to talk, but slobers instead
When he gets mad, he gets real red
He holds out his arms and closes his fist tight
He screams real loud with all his might
He puts everything in his mouth
Then spits it back out
He's my little boy, he has stolen my heart
And since he was born, we can't be apart

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