The Presence of a Baby

The presence of a baby,
the quiet angel here.
A small tiny baby,
with it's tiny little ears.

The smile of the baby,
fills the gap in your heart.
A baby is so precious,
sweet as a tart.

Baby breath,
warm and sweet.
Baby hands and baby feet.
Both so tiny and delicate,
babies, the best angels yet.

If you are lucky,
you'll meet one too.
It'll fill the gap in you.
Babies make you smile,
through and through.
To meet a tiny baby is the the best thing you can do.
♠ ♠ ♠
This poem is inspired by my 4 month old brother, Xaiver. =)