Six months and the count goes on
Oh! What a ride since you've been born
Tv shows, books and surrogacy
Nothing had us prepared for our legacy
To hold you in our arms
To be flattered by your charms
To see the world lit by your smile
As you hold all with your guile
How you've wrapped us all around
And made us live and die with your sound
Can't imagine a day without
Seems a lifetime ago when you weren't around
Wonder how you'll remember us as time goes by
How you'll judge us for how we tried
If you'll hold us to ransom at your beck and call
Or you'll treasure and treat us like we belong
Alas! Maybe thinking far ahead
While you still figure out how to stop wetting the bed
Still time for you to even learn to crawl
Wonder how we'd ever in the middle put a wall
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