To brush my teeth
And do my hair
To get dressed
And put on some makeup
To drink 8 glasses of water
And take my vitamins
For all I want to do
Is marvel at your deep baby blues
Your perfect pink cheeks, both pairs
And your patch of light brown hair
Your toothless-ness
And your belly, round and full of milk
Your funnel fingers
And toes that overlap
You, perfect you
I have to remember
Your baby sounds
Your bubble-blowing and razzie-dazzies
Your talkativeness and quiet stares
Your happy laugh
And even your cries
I have to remember
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| The Queen |
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