The touch of tiny feet
In my hand
I brought home this tiny baby
Now, he is Mama's, little man
The touch so soft, nothing can compare
The amazing smell of my baby
As I take a whiff of his hair
His tiny fingers intertwined with mine
The vision of this beauty I made, so define
As I stroke his soft head and sing him to sleep
I give him a kiss and weep
As I turn to walk out the door
I leave the door open a crack
And turn on his nightlight
So, I can see his face
My beautiful baby boy
About the Creator
Amanda J Mollett
First, and foremost I am a mom…always . I am a proud mom of a graduate & artist. I am a author/writer and a journalist. I have multiple certificates in journalism and various writing certificates such as novel writing and creative writing.



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