Red the squirrel
April 10, 2019
New Years Day
April 10, 2019

Baby Elf

How small and sweet is the baby elf, as he deeply sleeps.
Innocent warm and cosy between his pure white sheets
Dreaming of a farm with lots of cows and sheep.
Such a tiny tot, yet when awake, a whirlwind hits the home,
Excitement swirls in every room, toys picked up then thrown down.
Mother elf tickles, her babies toes,
And kisses his head when he’s low.
She knows, what the baby wants, when she hears him fretting,
And soon she has her little elf, content and smiling.