Written Aug. 6, 2011. This is me imagining!
I lay and laugh and giggle a little as I hear the pitter patter of the little feet.
The little feet run and stomp all through the house.
The little feet get tickled and big laughs rumble through the house.
I lay there with a heart full of joy and a smile on my face.
I lay there blessed with the miracles of the little feet.
As I stretch and yawn and get ready for the day, I hear little feet coming my way.
My smile grows wider than a field full of grass, and alas,
those little feet jump in my bed.
Oh how I love those little feet touching me
I grab them and tickle them and play with their toes.
I hug my babies and kiss their nose
and hold them for dear life as I say a little prayer
The loves of my life with such sweet little feet.
The little feet run and stomp all through the house.
The little feet get tickled and big laughs rumble through the house.
I lay there with a heart full of joy and a smile on my face.
I lay there blessed with the miracles of the little feet.
As I stretch and yawn and get ready for the day, I hear little feet coming my way.
My smile grows wider than a field full of grass, and alas,
those little feet jump in my bed.
Oh how I love those little feet touching me
I grab them and tickle them and play with their toes.
I hug my babies and kiss their nose
and hold them for dear life as I say a little prayer
The loves of my life with such sweet little feet.
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