M'dear

You hold my fingers tight, in your tiny palms...
And move them around and round and round.

I make a funny noise that gets you laughing...
You smile and twinkle, waiting for more sound.

You come crawling, when I pretend to sleep...
And touching my face, you knock and you pound.

I read a book to you and your mouth is wide open...
You marvel at the colors and shapes that surround.

And when I kiss you or hold you close, my baby, m'dear...
It's love in the skies and jingles all around.