Sandy
If I could just see my baby girl
trotting across the lawn,
tennis ball in her mouth,
brass tags jingling--
Pretty little white paws,
sad eyes so happy,
so glad to see me...
If I could just say to her again,
"You're the best baby
in the whole wide world--
and everybody knows it.
Everybody knows that
you're the sweetest little baby
in the whole wide world..."
If I could just smell her
(after a bath, of course,)
touch her little black toenails,
feel her soft warm ears--
fluff up her bed,
kiss her furry cheek,
and give her a cookie...
If I could just fly away
to wherever she is and
stop feeling this way,
or at least tell her
I'm feeling this way--
She would put her paw on me,
and try to lick me.
Even though I know lots of
people who have it way worse,
way way harder than this--
I'm still going to cry, because
she was the sweetest,
cutest, best baby
in the whole wide world.
