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Titchfields
So soft and new
Soft babies brewed
For months waited
Excited and anticipated
You are not mine
Yet close enough to build a shrine
Encompassing a wonder and love for you
Looking forward to meeting you two
Dinosaurs, mittens and tiny onesies await
Cute hats and warm baths you'll hate
A warmth of well wishes and love in abundance
To tuck you in and bathe in t...
Wednesday 5th June 2024 2:54 pm
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