Dedication
Dedicated to All — WEE BABIES
Babies short, and babies tall,
Babies big, and babies small,
Blue-eyed babies, babies fair,
Brown-eyed babes, with lots of hair,
Babies so tiny they can’t sit up,
Babies that drink from a silver cup,
Babies that coo and babies that creep,
Babies that only can eat and sleep,
Babies that laugh and babies that talk,
Babies quite big enough to walk.
Dimpled fingers, and dimpled feet,
What in the world is half so sweet
As babies that jump, laugh, cry, and crawl,
Eat, sleep, talk, walk, creep, coo, and all
Wee Babies?
Up you go baby, that’s the way—
Laugh little baby, laugh and play—
Little round dumpling, jump and coo,
Mother will answer, and laugh with you;
Dents, and dimples, and dear little feet,
My little baby is, oh, so sweet.
WEE BABIES
BY
IDA WAUGH
Poetry by AMY E. BLANCHARD
New York
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