Like the full moon and sometimes it's sliver
With a whole range of clear emotions
Like a baby going through his notions;
It twists and turns in many myriad ways
And I don't need words to know where you'll sway;
As the face is the mirror of the mind,
And the eyes the windows to the soul
Your cute baby face reflects warmth and love
And completes you and makes you whole.
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