Poetry

PITTER-PATTER,PITTER-PATTER

By 17th December 2007December 9th, 2019No Comments

Pitter-Patter, Pitter-Patter

Running down the hall

Pitter-Patter, Pitter-Patter

The baby no longer crawls

Pitter-Patter, Pitter-Patter

He likes to run and play

Pitter-Patter, Pitter-Patter

He will grow up one day

Pitter-Patter, Pitter-Patter

He is my youngest son

Pitter-Patter, Pitter-Patter

But he is only one

Pitter-Patter, Pitter-Patter

the innocence in his eyes

Pitter-Patter, Pitter-Patter

he was our big surprise!

Christie Bowman

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