My Favorite Something

I have a favorite something,

It's tiny and it's sweet.

I love to hold and cuddle it

And stroke its tiny feet.

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It did a lot of sleeping

Back when it was brand new;

Now it only eats and eats

And I see it's growing too!

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Its eyes are often opened now;

It looks around to see

Everything and anything -

Whatever that could be.

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It has a truly gorgeous face,

Blossoming often into smiles.

Nothing cuter you will find

Even if you look for miles.

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Sometimes it makes a pleasant sound,

Other times it’s rather loud

And displays a volume of such extreme

You can find it in a crowd.

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I want to keep it near to me

Though it isn’t mine to keep

But I relish any time I get

Even just to watch it sleep.

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I think it's time to tell you

That being with it is thrill.

And by the way it's not an "it,"

He's my little grandson, Will!

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Thank you for reading this fun little rhyme about the newest piece of my heart! If you are interested in reading other pieces I have written they can be found below.