My baby love,

My baby love,
My baby love,
Love is deeper and lovely,
To bring a son that is so hardworking,

I can imagine,
The crucial world that is making us make it,
Time and time again,
There is the gain from this solitary mind,
My baby love,
I have been searching for you my baby love,
In all that is to be done,
You were born that you make it again,
The pain is ending,
From the moment that we met,
I see that great glory.

poem by Maxpoet Beauty
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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