Love your tiny fingers
and tiny toes.
Love to hug and give
chase to get a kiss.
Even wiping grossness
off of your nose,
I know these are years I
will truly miss.
I help you to learn and
I watch you grow.
Discoveries, playtime
and throwing food.
How I wish each day
would suddenly slow,
No matter how cheerful
or sour your mood.
Diapers and laundry are
all worth the stress.
No privacy in the
bathroom and toys
scattered. Sneaking naps
while you make a mess.
All of it amazing, my
joy of joys.
How I love my Teeny
Tiny, my Shawn
Each second, each
minute, from dusk til dawn.
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