My babies

Black, shiny, straight, thick hair, down to shoulders and taken for granted. Dimples to punctuate the infectious smile and those impish coal colored eyes with mischievous looks. Toffee colored skin, smooth and glowing. Why don't you think you're pretty when the evidence shouts otherwise? Shaved head to counteract your mind's needless worry about looking older than you are.Exceedingly attractive.Don't you know? Mr.Bazinga!Chiseled features, chipped off the old man's block. Cleft chin and clear eyes,handsome lips speak profound thoughts, with a rapturous smile and pleasing kisses.When will you see how marvelous you are? You both will always be my precious, beautiful babies no matter how old you are or what your self- image is....