Smiles and laughter
The gorgeous little smiles,
The innocene your eyes,
The contagious laughters you spread,
The joy I get from having your little arms wrapped around me,
I never want you to let go,
Knowing you'll be there when I get back,
You're the reason I go home every weekend
Because when I walk through that door I see you,
My baby Katalleya.
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