Though eat and sleep are all you do
So much to learn – but you have time
Just lying down, eyes closed, is fine.
You fall asleep on Daddy's tum
Between your bottled feeds with Mum
I'm told your appetite is good
Isabella gains weight – as she should!
Soon Granny Pam will come and stay
More hugs and cuddles on the way
Meanwhile you toss, turn, kick and roll
How well you strut your stuff, sweet soul!
(c) Poet in the woods 2018
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