The Land Where BabyGirls Go …

The following is part of the forthcoming:

There’s A BabyGirl On My Mind:

An ABDL Fairy Tale, Coloring and Activity Book.

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There’s a BabyGirl on my mind who lives in my heart

She’s the first “think” I think of when each morning starts

 

My thumper gets to thumping as I watch her dream

And my blinkers get blinking with tears as I beam

at an Angel who appeared when the moment was right

to brighten my days and to sweeten my nights

…

I sometimes wonder wonders that ‘member me memories

As she drinks with her drinkers with a charm for amenities

 

There’s a yittle to her littleness and a bounce to her pounce

that brightens her smiles and mounts up each ounce

of the joy she makes joyful in the only Daddy who matters 

as he cuddles her with his cuddlers and pats her with his patters

 

She’s bashful when she’s babied and her bottom is bared.

Knowing that her bath time will soon be there.

 Or when she wets her crinkler and can no longer waddle

And she tries not to fuss, hoping Daddy won’t dawdle

 

Still she wiggles when she’s fidgety and she giggles when she’s tickly.

But she’ll draw up her knees as Daddy diapers her thickly.

 

Then it’s off to exploring for this curious cutie

with a new crinkler crinkling, she waddles her bootie.

 

Each look from lookers and nurse from her nursers

with the batting of her lashes, all show the precursors

 

of the heart in her Daddy, which so quickly did melt

as she hugged up his leg

… Oh, the feelings he felt

 

She’s often a handful

and a bundle of silly

But she’s meticulous with details, like the lace of Chantilly

 

She may wander off aimlessly to return to rub nuzzles

But it’s all in her pieces of the jigsaw she puzzles

 

When she’s hungry, she’s eager to chomp with her chompers

And she’ll likely be so pouty that she’ll stomp with her stompers

But like a little Angel, she’ll pause for a prayer

before she eats yummies, sitting in her high chair

 

She’s happy to be a BabyGirl and it’s plain to see.

But the label of “luckiest”, belongs to her Daddy.

 

From the twinkle in her twinklers to the grin above her chin

to the shirt and the skirt and the pigtails she’s dressed in.

She wiggles her piddies and bends her benders,

hearing the world needs to feel her love tender.

 

Her face lights up brightly as her dancers dance

And she jumps & she leaps & she starts to prance.

‘Cuz she knows the smile on her Daddy’s face

means a trip is ahead – whatever the place.

 

So she stands at the door, hoping Daddy won’t lag

as he packs all she’ll need in her diaper bag

She’s a giddy girly as Daddy takes her hand

And they head to the car just as quick as they can

 

A road trip with Daddy means the kicking of feet

as she babbles and bounces from within her car seat.

Her little turns yittle as he buckles her in,

With her stuffie beside her – the journey begins.

 

But the greatest thrill she’ll have isn’t where they will go

Or how they will get there or who they will know

Because the place doesn’t matter, just so long as she can

Be by her Daddy’s his side, holding her Daddy’s hand

 

She loves with a heart

so little it’s big

She hugs with a love

that will never renege

 

And even the stuffies

she hugs in the store

are blessed with her sweetness forever, for sure

 

She’s already picked out

every pet that she wants

She’s named each of them

and continuously hunts

for the pets she won’t own,

but still has the wish

To tell them she loves them, from the butterflies to the fish

 

She yawns with her yawner as her eyes get droopy

But she stays awake till Daddy makes bye-byes of her poopy

She’ll sleep in her car seat but at home she’ll be primed

For one last little task yet before it’s nap time

 

And her soak in the tub only doubles her dreams

As she relaxes, he scrubs – whether bubbles or streams

She feels a caress, from her head to her toes

And how much I love her will evermore grow

 

There’s a BabyGirl on my mind

who lives in my heart

She’s the last “think” I think of

before a new “think” starts

 

She dreams with her dreamer,

of littleness she pines

In a land where BabyGirls go

when they’re on their Daddies’ minds

 

The End

 

There’s A BabyGirl On My Mind: Fairy Tale, Coloring & Activity Book

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The ABDL Coloring Books

 

 

There Once Was A Girl

There’s A BabyGirl On My Mind