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You nibble my nose,
And kiss my cheek
You know that makes me
So very very weak

You loom, and stare
Into my eyes, with orbs
A dirty brown, smile and bare
My soul for all eternity

You nestle up in the crook
Of my arms , and nap and snore
You read me like a book
And know which buttons to push

To make me grin, and wonder why
God blessed me so, my little boy
You make me feel alive and spry
You. You bring me so much joy…