Though low and behold
A sweet sound fills the air
The pitter patter as they clatter
Running here and there
The sweetest sound to behold
Their sweet little footsteps
Pitter patter go their feet
As they come on down the stairs
Nothing fills my heart with joy
Like knowing my babies are there
Laughing rauciously as they chase
Pitter patter go their feet
As they begin the final race
Here comes mommy round the bend
The sweet little pitter patter
Mommy steals ones kisses
To get the others later
It is music to my ears
The sound of their footsteps
Very nice poem.
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Thank you. I thought I would try something different today for the Daily Prompt 🙂
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Pitter patter…. It bought back many memories. Thanks!
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You’re welcome 🙂 So glad you liked it.
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Truly made me smile.
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I am glad. 🙂 I love bringing a smile to the faces of others.
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