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In my world there’s nothing quite as sweet as baby feet.

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there's nothing quite as sweet as baby feet.

Baby Feet

by: Edgar Guest

Tell me, what is half so sweet
As a baby’s tiny feet,
Pink and dainty as can be,
Like a coral from the sea?
Talk of jewels strung in rows,
Gaze upon those little toes,
Fairer than a diadem,
With the mother kissing them!

It is morning and she lies
Uttering her happy cries,
While her little hands reach out
For the feet that fly about.
Then I go to her and blow
Laughter out of every toe;
Hold her high and let her place
Tiny footprints on my face.

Little feet that do not know
Where the winding roadways go,
Little feet that never tire,
Feel the stones or trudge the mire,
Still too pink and still too small
To do anything but crawl,
Thinking all their wanderings fair,
Filled with wonders everywhere.

Little feet, so rich with charm,
May you never come to harm.
As I bend and proudly blow
Laughter out of every toe,
This pray, that God above
Shall protect you with His love,
And shall guide those little feet
Safely down life’s broader street.

Rhymes Of Childhood ©1924

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There are 4 comments so far.

    KathyCalculates

    May 15, 2011

    Precious! You just want to gobble them up, don’t you?
    And Edgar Guest! I love him.

    Lazy Personal Trainer

    May 16, 2011

    This picture is pure heaven! I would always nibble on my babies’ toes. They reminded me of little corn niblets!

    susanhobbit

    July 24, 2011

    I almost never blog, but the baby toes were just too much. I never knew Edgar Guest wrote about them, either. My son’s toes were just works of art–there was a curl to his big toe that reminded me of the finest jade work. He’s 28 now and they’re still rather cute.