Baby

a poem about my babygirl

So innocent cute, you smell of fresh milk,
so small, you cry but still look me in the eye.
Like a lion cub no fear, but so precious,
so delicate susceptable to infection,
to one day be all grown up, like a seed becoming a tree,
it's nice to know my baby will one day take care of me,
your skin as smooth as silk,
So innocent cute, you smell of fresh milk.