Things she does
My baby does things the way noone else does
(Though perhaps I’m just making this up);
Like the way that her eyes always shine when she smiles,
And the way that her hands hold a cup.
My baby can sing, and sing straight from the score
(Though I know other people can too);
But her language skills, ah! Whether text or phono-
-Logy; these are shared but by a few.
My baby can make things with handcrafting skills
(Though with limited budget and tools);
And she’s always agog to try anything new
Whether with or against Normal Rules.
My baby’s outrageously beautiful too
(Though she thinks that she has many flaws);
Too much here to name; but her eyes have the crown –
Men have died for a less worthy cause.
My baby’s not perfect. She does have her faults
(Though right now I can’t bring one to mind);
So I wouldn’t expect you to think that I’m simp-
-Ly deluded, or wilfully blind.
My baby’s so bouncy, so fun and so bright
(Though the reason is easy to see);
But much the most wonderful thing that she does
Is to manage to put up with me!