You are so clear and unclear,
I often wonder if you can hear.
You are so tiny, so small,
And yet you are loved by all.
I can not wait to hold your hand
And take you to the beach and play in the sand.
To hear your first cry,
And sing you a lullaby.
To hold you in my arms,
And shield you from all harm.
To love you no matter what,
To place a band-aid on your first cut.
To see your eyes and hair,
And touch your skin so fair.
To love you for you,
and you love me for me,
That is the kind of parents we want to be!
- Så er den skrevet ud i über korrekt skriftssprog og rettet mother til parent. Dog vil jeg sige at skrive ... mother and father we....vil gøre det en del mere personligt men igen ødelægger det rytmen. Men hvis du allerede skriver alle sammentrækningerne ud såeh... Ja det må du bestemme 
Men synes det ødelægger stanzaen/rytmen lidt.
Meget smukt digt! Og jeg tror at din lille bebs vil blive MEGET glad for den 
Anmeld