From the smile on your lips, to your beautiful eyes –
With your soft golden hair, you’d soon win a prize.
I know that I’m prejudiced, because you are mine,
But Baby you’re beautiful, I think you’re divine.
As I move round the room, your eyes following me –
You’re absorbing the new things you’re able to see.
You’ve come into this world and just captured my heart
And I knew this would happen right from the start.
Now Baby you’re growing – you’ll soon be a child,
Your charms are enchanting, my heart is beguiled.
You toddle to me for a kiss and embrace –
How can I resist such a dear little face?
You’re studying pictures and learning new words –
You’re playing on swings and pointing to birds.
You’re tottering round on your unsteady feet –
You’re such fun to be with, and so very sweet.
You’re a beautiful baby, but I’ve said that before –
But I shouldn’t say “Baby”, for now you are four.
Your school and your friends will take up your time –
But don't forget Baby you’ll always be mine.
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