When I wake in early morning,
Babbling, giggling I do hear.
Like a feather I come creeping
Just to catch you playing there.
Suddenly, you take a notice
Of my presence at your door.
Then, a smile comes bursting from you
Just as every time before.
I lift you swiftly, fly you higher,
Up above with arms outstretched.
Leaning in, you bring me closer.
With a baby hug I'm blessed!
Next, the kisses. Oh, the kisses!
Drooly, slobbery, what a mess.
Trade them for a fortune never
Now, it's time to get you dressed.
Laughing, kicking, screeching, singing,
We made the mundane atmosphere
Spring alive with early mornings,
Each and every day this year.
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