The
baby was born
The
look of her grandmother
When
she was at her age
In
Conventry where she will stay
The
happy parents glow
A
daughter they have to hold
The
father cradles his daughter
A
moment of time; a living a life's time
The
baby will see
The
arms of tattoo
The
colours she will grow
Living
a life of borderless world
One
day we will see her
Our
grand niece in our lives
Now
let the baby croon
Waking
hours and feeding time
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