A baby poem: Squeeze -Chronicles of a New Mother

I am Thank full,

I am grate full,

we have felt it before,

so much so,

We just want to squeeze!

Mostly the cute cheeks,

grab and pinch pinch ,

maybe the nose,

the cute rolls on the thighs,

you know.

Theres a moment I have,

when I feed my baby,

I get the squeeze,

as my baby fits oh so perfectly against me,

or when the baby is over my shoulder,

bouncing around about,

ohhh just want to,

squeeze.

its all for love ,

the enjoyment of those chubby rolls,

enjoying the time when there were rolls,

mamas beautiful baby.

Poem By Michelle Marin

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