Baby

by Jose Luis Piña
(Baltimore, MD)

Thinking of you brings me joy
sometimes it makes me cry
other times I laugh,
till my belly hurts.
Tears stream down my face
when I think of you.
When you were in my arms
and you cried all night
I was there holding you tight
I often think of those good ol' days
and I get a lump in my throat,
when I hear your voice.
My how you have grown
but no matter what you will always be
my one and only, baby!

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