In a world of cuddles, soft and warm,
Sometimes babies cry, it’s part of the norm.
With tears that fall and little sighs,
Let’s soothe their woes, let’s dry their eyes.
With gentle hugs and kisses sweet,
We’ll comfort them until they’re complete.
With whispered words and lullabies,
In Baby’s tears, love never dies.
Their cries may echo through the night,
But we’ll be there to hold them tight.
With every tear, a hug so near,
In Baby’s world, let’s banish fear.
So let’s cuddle close, in love’s embrace,
And wipe away each tear-streaked face.
With every giggle, a joyous song,
In Baby’s Tears, we’ll belong and belong.