and their great big inquisitive eyes.......
The way they just sort of melt in you arms
and touch you with tender surprise!
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Happiness
There is a quiet kind of happiness found in time spent with family. It lives in the familiar voices around the table, the shared laughter ...
That's so true Jo-Anne, that poem.
ReplyDeleteI love the way babies melt in my arms, and snuggle in too.
ReplyDeleteMargaret D......Me too
ReplyDeleteKaren.....Same here
Babies are just so precious.
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