Mommy chases me
all around the bedroom
while my little toddler dress
rides up a bit to show
a hint of panties.
I wear white baby shoes
and socks, while my legs
are so fat
I stand them far apart
and run clumsily.
But apparently I never fell
or cried
even if I had, the parents
that took these pictures
wouldn't have wanted me to see
that as well. I guess they
would have loved me all the time
if I'd let them.
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