Hazel Park Mi U.S.A.
My beautiful baby laying there so sweet,
'wondering when you'll wake up to eat.
I'm looking at your eyes, ears, and nose,
I'm counting all ten of your fingers,
and all ten of your toes.
I'm wondering how I became so blessed,
All I can say "It's fate I guess."
With every cry, and every sigh,
I pray to god I will never say goodbye.
My beautiful boy I do have to say,
I love you more each and every day.
Soon you will grow and play with your toys,
You'll play with your friends and make lot's
Then you'll get older and want girls and cars,
And when your twenty-one you might go to bars.
No matter what happens I'll love you the same,
Wheather you choose McDonald's, a sport, or fame.
But for now it sure is a joy,
to have such a beautiful baby boy!
[This message has been edited by Crystal (edited 07-25-99).]
[This message has been edited by Crystal (edited 10-21-1999).]