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Good Night All Or Birth To Toddler

Garbled sounds of familiar yet compassionate love. Surrounded by warmth and tender melodies as if warbled by a dove... Soft beating sounds and liquids a flowing 'round and 'round, Gentle movements, percussion's harmonizing soothing sound... Breaking daylight unfamiliar sounds and brightness... Sensations not felt before, warmth and cold with noises loud... I scream... What is going on? Nothing is the same, Awake, asleep, what is this a dream? Never having felt a touch, never seeing light... Stretch, kick wiggle and scream putting up a fight. Soon wrapped up and snuggled close, familiar voice and sounds... I'm settled down and warm as beating heart it pounds. Soon I wake from deepest slumber, Belly growling must be hunger. Stretch and shout feeling pain, Reaching screaming hoping gain. Then soothing warmth and flesh a kneading... Softest rhythm, two hearts beating. Hunger pain has gone away, Stretched out sleeping as I lay. No worries, no pain all needs met. Oh, but wait, what is that, wet? Is it beneath me? That I bet! Again, unfamiliar movement. Feeling coldness strangely bent. Soon by loving hands caressed, Warm again awaiting rest. Melodies so softly hummed, Like a medicine I am numbed... Off to sleep I fade... Awake smiling, giggling too, Looking up and cooing at you. Everything so bright and new, Wondering what next we'll do... Much the same from day to day, And surprises are on the way... Rolling, tumbling and scooting with joy, What is that bright and colorful toy? Bells a jingling, blinking lights, Stretchy bright and colorful tights! Rocking, bouncing, sitting up, Smiling waving, a sippy cup? Soon I'm crawling full fun, I'll skip the walking and start to run... The time it flies so quickly now, Days to weeks and then years somehow... Daddy, Mommy, yes and no, That’s a potty? I'm to go? With my clothes myself I'll dress, Shirt for pants, Oh what a mess... But I can do it wait and see, And when I do please jump with glee! Run and jump and skip all day, Talking and talking with nothing to say... And then warn out asleep I fall, With in my bed or in the hall... Good Night All!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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