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Cry Baby
The cry of a baby, I can hear,
Is it hungry? Or, it's just fear?
Should I just hear, or go near?
My thoughts are all over, but I get clear.
I search for the baby, here and there,
There is no baby, only a chair,
Again. I look for the baby, it is nowhere.
What about the cry? Coming from where?
Soon I see from behind the toy deer,
A cute, tiny, pink face appear
The cry has been coming from here,
It's just a baby doll, I am fooled my dear!!
This post was created for the Blogaberry Creative (Monthly) Challenge with theme word baby

Loved it !!
ReplyDeleteaww... how cute! but also kinda scary if it happens after midnight :P
ReplyDeleteThis poem made me sad. Maybe because I read it as a mother looking for a Baby who is no longer with her. So well written, Reubenna. There are many nuances to this seemingly simple poem. Mayuri/Sirimiri
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