FINDING BABY'S DIMPLES.
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See my baby brother
Sitting in mamma's lap;
He's just getting ready
To take a little nap.
But before to dreamland
My baby brother goes,
I want to count his fingers,
And see his chubby toes.
Mamma, can't you make him
Just talk and laugh again,
So we can find the dimples
In his sweet cheeks and chin?
His eyes shine like diamonds
When he looks up so glad.
O, he's the dearest brother
A sister ever had.
Now he talks a little,
And laughs, come quick,
and see
My baby brother's dimples,
As cunning as can be.
The angels love our baby,
He is so very fair;
And so they came and kissed
him,
And left the dimples there.