Babysister's feelings

How sweet to be a babysitter,
Maturity is forgotten by the sight of baby's eyes.
How fragile he is in my warm embrace,
And I never let him go.
Tears of trouble slowly fade away,
As I lost myself in baby's world.

Work life doesn't matter to me anymore at that moment,
By their presences are beside me;
My foolishness may turn back to my youthful years.
So young and hype they are,
And yet one day we grow and bond.

I once cried for first time,
After I hug and kiss them.
I know myself as an aunt,
And I act like mother but I'm not.
So many overwhelming emotions are indescribable,
They reflect emotions better than mine.

I'm tempted by their emotions,
Not by their silliness but their wit.
It always make us laugh with more delight.
One day future will knows,
where their fate lies over there.