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Security Blanket

Security Blanket 

No chance of rain tonight,
No bogeyman, when I turn off the lights.
A phrase I found and adore with the warmth of your security.
You are the reason I attain true maturity.

I love when you lay down next to me,
Like the high tide of the sea,
You move all the warm emotions inside.
My arms are the comfort you use to seek and hide.

Your nestle holds a true rhythm that hums its own song~
Nothing comes close to breaking this precious bond~
A sweet cradle-song only I hear,
You play my grin, without the strings of a puppeteer.

My heartbeat needs its fix and drug,
Your sweet, charming smiles and hug, 
Is all I need to succeed, 
You are, my only creed!

A kiss, I give on your forehead,
Into a poet’s world where your blanket a dulcet lullaby, 
my arms are your bed.

“Goodnight Sweet Child, Sweet Child of Mine!”

By; pd

Copyright © Poet Destroyer A | Year Posted 2013

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You're The Man, Baby

Ah, the time when we begin
Brother to brother skin to skin

I got here first and you know why
I got her first to watch over you guy!

Sometimes, I think that Ma likes you better
BUT hey, you’re in a diaper, she’s knittin’ me a sweater!

Then I think “Hmmm” you’re getting all the cuddles
But, but, you can’t go out and splash in puddles.

I’m your BIG brother, you’re my best fan
No ones better than you bro you’re the man.

Brother to brother, skin to skin
Ah, the time when we begin. 


Copyright © Debbie Guzzi | Year Posted 2011

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My Baby

I met her by chance on an Instagram post
A ravishing blonde, of which I now boast
Hard to say why she did it, how she fell in love
Maybe it was me going to Korea, that gave her a shove
Whatever the case, a ring she did buy
Only a month after I had first said hi
The insane part I was over 7,000 miles away,
Yet I still set the girls heart on fire, day by day
Soon she told me soon we’d be wed
Side by side, all warm in the same bed
I yearn for that now, for I know she has my heart
And I hate the distance, the being apart
I cry night by night, for I’m in love with my baby
There’s no ifs ands or buts, theres no maybe
She is all mine, and I want her near
She is my baby I want her here
I’m loyal as can be, I sit and do wait
For the day I’m with her, oh it’ll be great
To finally see the woman that captured my soul
To finally see the woman who makes me whole.

Copyright © Anthony Sfreddo | Year Posted 2016

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Diamond Birthed Day

Diamond dawn softened cold clinical walls,
smoothing harsh lines, soothing the sleepless

with love's lilting lullaby. Pastel-bloom hues
sparkled with crystals of dew -

glimmer-prisms of diamond-cut light,
in the month of showers and flowering bowers.

Red and yellow daisies studded dark soil
like gemstones tumbled under the flower of the sun.

Sweet peas twined a bright trellis of light;
clinging like a baby's fist, curling around sunbeams,

climbing a golden ladder of sunlight.
Crystalline morning softly stroked your face -

a sleeping jewel, gently polished
by the early light of a late April sunrise.




dedicated to my little 'sweet pea' Jake, born 28th April 2009

Copyright © Charlotte Jade Puddifoot | Year Posted 2012

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Unknown

Who am I?
Am I defined by what is near in sight?
Am I defined by what I have done,
Or am I defined by what I could become?

Perhaps I'm of no use.
To him, or her, or I, nor you.
Or perhaps I'm too misunderstood to be defined,
And it is something like understanding that comes in time.

And if to the world I'm never shown,
Yet in my own light I've grown and grown,
And so I can know no happiness but my own--
The reason for my smile, to you, will forever be unknown.

I do not pray for the world to know my name.
For it and verse; the letters are the same.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads,
I pray his pain my words to keep. 

Should his eyes rain on my page,
Better tears than storms of rage.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads.
I pray his pain my words to keep.

And if to the world you're never shown,
Yet in your own light you've grown and grown,
And so you know no happiness but your own.
Let the reason for your smile, to you, only be known.

Copyright © Kristopher Higgs | Year Posted 2013

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MY SON - MY LOVELY CHILD

I held you in my arms for the very first time, Elated my son was perfect, he was simply sublime. New life that I had pushed into the world, Precious baby, oh how my emotions whirled. With light blonde hair and eyes of blue I fell in love the very second I saw you Home from hospital, oh how our lives changed Took its toll on us - our sleep pattern rearranged! It is quite challenging getting used to being a new mum I wouldn’t have changed a moment with my precious son Everyday you flourished I was amazed how quickly you grew Crawling, walking ,talking there was always something new I was very lucky and didn’t get the baby blues You were so adorable, didn’t have the terrible twos You adored reading books and sitting next to me Friends would come to visit and you’d play happily You slept with your teddy he was called ‘Blue’ We had a duplicate teddy...but you never knew! How quickly the years passed, oh how time flies It’s over twenty years since I sang you lullabies From toddler to teenager you were our pride and joy I am truly blessed to have such an amazing boy At school you thrived and passed your qualifications Then worked in computers, traveling to far off locations Now you are away from home studying for your degree When you graduate the proudest mum in the world will be me! You fill our lives with laughter and joy, I love you so much my wonderful boy. Contest: My Lovely Child Sponsor: LuLoo 02~09~16

Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2016

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tears of Laughter

for ten long years they waited to hold a baby close,
ten long years hopes were slated, each baby they did lose.

met a lovely obstetrician who had a brand new toy,
one that would help the couple to have that girl or boy.

another year they tried until that magic moment when
the line was there in the tester, brought their hopes alive again

nine months she was nurtured, not allowed to do this or that,
the ring on the calender approached a time I wont forget.

tears of hope were on their faces knew this was the final chance,
all was hush as the dad paced, then we saw the blade and clamps.

all was over in a moment hauled out of the mothers womb
a protesting mucky baby, saw a lady glow and  bloom

they now have a daughter, called her Faith of which they had,
tears now are tears of laughter no more time to be sad.

Copyright © SEREN ROBERTS | Year Posted 2014

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Hidden Christmas

I look all around and what do I see?
Christmas in code, a pure fantasy.

A plump happy Santa, a child on his knee
Under the bough of a tall Christmas tree.

Stockings and ribbons, merry and bright
Plenty of gifts of varying heights.

Snowmen and reindeer, angels and lights
Dreaming of feasting and sleigh rides at night.

But friend, don't be taken with this imagery
For Christmas is more than what we can see.

True Christmas began in a whole different way
A virgin, a stable, a babe on the hay.

And God with a plan, to save men from sin
A Savior, a gift for mankind, sent from Him.

A humble beginning, no earthly delights
He broke through the darkness and gave us the Light.

So do not be fooled by this fanciful sight
That does not remember God's power that night.

He conquered our sin and freed us from death
For Christmas is CHRIST, and His gift is the best.

Written 12/1/2014

Copyright © Laura Leiser | Year Posted 2014

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Gerber Style

Gerber CHO-CHO! 


Ga-ga goo-goo!
Clean my booboo,
Lovely chocolate, all over my face.
Eating chocolate with my face.
I want chocolate in my bottle please.
I want you to look at my chocolate colored teeth 
Dark chocolate out of place.
I eat chocolate with my face.

I want to eat chocolate instead of food.
Chocolate chocolate is very good. 
I’ll eat all the chocolate found in a candy bar.
I want to swim in a chocolate filled jar.
I wish to eat chocolate all day long.
Eating chocolate along with my favorite twinkle twinkle song.


I want to relive my baby Gerber photo.
The one titled baby Gerber Loco.
Were in my face I bare a color dodo smile.
A photo regarding my cute chocolate style. 

Gerber Contest
1-20-13

Copyright © Sandy Ivy D | Year Posted 2013

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For My Little Boy

For my little boy, 
who brings me so much pride and joy.

He captured my heart, 
but then he did from the start.

It is really quite simple, 
with his smile and his dimple.

I will be sad when he grows up, 
but there is one thing I am sure of.

He will always be mine, 
forever entwined.



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That I have to post this upsets me:
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Copyright © Alesia Leach | Year Posted 2014

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Sunset Blues

Miles away from the train rail track-
Baby girl lets not look back-

Walk with me, lets go as two-
And baby sing the sunset blues-

Don't worry bout the distance dear-
Anywhere with you seems all so near-

Now honey we can come as two-
And baby sing the sunset blues-

Now you left me by the train rail track-
With nothing else but to look back-

I look up high and think of you-
And by myself I sing my sunset blues-

Copyright © Jordan Dickinson | Year Posted 2012

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Baby Shalom's Shattered Dreams

Daddy, mommy, why are you laying me down on the grave?
I was dreaming before that you’ll be putting me in my cozy crib.

Are you so remorseful and that's the reason you are crying?
I’m only five months old trying to understand  your feeling.

You got married so young and you didn’t know what to do
You didn’t  take care of me in your womb but, still I love you so.

I was dreaming and wishing you to nurture me with your love
Give all the things I need until I grow and make you proud.

I am so deeply wounded,  but I forgive you with what you did
I’ll just be your little angle to guide you both and your next kid.

As we bid  goodbye then , bring with you my shattered dreams
I do plead, to my brothers or sisters make them whole again.

Daddy, mommy, thank you so much for my very  beautiful name
Don’t forget your Baby Shalom whose love will forever be the same.




First Place
Contest: Unborn Babies Dream
Judged: 10/14/2012
Poet Sponsor: Scribe Marlon Linton

Written: Oct. 11,2012

Copyright © Galeo DS | Year Posted 2012

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Sleep just for awhile

         Hush sweet baby please don’t cry         
     I’ll sing you a love sweet lullaby

    Never mind the boogie in your head
        Come lay on top of your silken bed

                      Sweep out things you can’t understand
                             As I play this song on the Baby grand 

                     You are quite special can’t you see
                    Many try to change like you to be

      So never think any less of your self
   Please come back being the naughty elf

Come let me sip water coconuts
From the word palm tree besots

            You have slept long enough
                 Grab your pillows shake and fluff

It’s just not the same without you
Please don’t send me to sleep too

Copyright © Joy Wellington | Year Posted 2012

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My Love Teacher

I watch him how he talks to her.
He pleases her without demur.
He hasn't said one cruel word,
As if he lives in angels' world.
He is indeed a walking one.
He is naive and full of fun.
I feel ashamed when him I see,
Show greater love than poor me.
I've always thought I love her more,
Than words can tell or explore.
He loves his mom beyond compare.
I haven't seen such love and care.
I think he has no equal  teacher,
Although he is a tiny creature.
I love to watch this kind of love.
This is my child I'm so proud of.

20/8/2015

Copyright © Omar Jabak | Year Posted 2015

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Her little linen doll

That little linen doll from December
She gave me with her heart, I remembered.
By her tiny hands thus not as perfect
But ‘twas a memory I couldn’t neglect.
My little baby really tried her best,
I saw her stitching at night without rest.
And when that needle jabbed her soft, white skin,
She’d be strong, hid her tears with a large grin.
Then that day had come, her doll was finish
December twenty-fifth, I would not wish,
The Lord took her away, out on the street.
Just a young child, her youth’s still incomplete.
As we pull her out from the twisted wreck
Wrapped in her arms, something I wouldn’t expect.
There held in tight, her little linen doll...
The picture was so vast, I must recall.
I will never forget, that fateful night,
When the angels sang to the blinding light
But she is gone, what’s the use of regrets?
What was left will always be in my chest.
Our memories and times we were together,
Sewn in her doll, sealed by her endeavor.
Though the doll and my baby have come to past,
They remain in my heart, forever to last.

Copyright © Celine Tran | Year Posted 2011

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Little Brother


Three years younger, little brother of mine,
only the two of us...that was just fine.
While just an infant, was a dolly for me.
We, with our parents, made our family.

Years went by fast, and soon he became
a playmate for me to make life a game.
We lived in the country, no kids around;
just had each other with yard our playground.

We played hide and seek and games of all sorts;
some we made up, and others were sports.
Through make-believe...no computers, TV...
we'd find ways to play and keep company.

We leaned on each other through work and play;
little brother back then...grown man today.
Now a 'big brother' who watches for me;
our bond will stay close, that's our guarantee.


Sandra M. Haight

~1st Place~
Contest: When Older Siblings or Younger Step In
Sponsor: Eve Roper
Judged: 01/15/2016

Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2015

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Soul at Risk

Each new baby, at the moment of birth,
is weighed, measured, and gauged for worth.

Grandparents, their happiness cannot hide,
while parents beam and swell with pride.

Our Father sanctions each new creation,
smiling at the joy, joining the celebration.

Lucifer, also, smiles and claps with glee,
chortles with evil intent, This one's for me.

Copyright © Cona Adams | Year Posted 2014

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If Only We Had More Time

I’d have whispered “you're daddy's little boy,”
snuggled in my arms, filling me with joy.
We'd of explored mountain caves, parks and glades,
snapping pictures when you first stood on blades.
And we'd have gazed up at the stars above,
feeling secure in the bond of our love.
And together we'd have journeyed the earth,
embracing the miracle of your birth.

If only we had more time...

I would have told you of the golden rule,
teaching subtle lessens, not taught in school.
And during your early, formative years,
I would've eased your hurts, and wiped your tears.
You'd have entered your teens chasing your dreams,
standing defiant in your torn blue jeans.
And we would have discussed the birds and bees,
learning about life, as we skinned our knees.

If only we had more time...

My heart would have filled with a father's pride,
as you knelt at the altar with your bride.
Gentle tears saved to bless your wedding day,
are unable to wash my grief away.
Less than a year among those who love you, 
we’re gathered today to wish you adieu. 
I think of the many things we'd have done,
and how very much I love you my son.

If only we had more time...

Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2016

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The babyish me

Beauty lamented when faced with that babyface O do give me more loveliness, with red lace! Such innocent eyes, Cunning and wise! The age of that baby girl Revolved around two in our world Yet, she was an attractive one Charming one, magnetic one None could get jealous of her beauty Except beauty itself in all simplicity If she was hungry, she ate like a bird If she was thirsty, she drank only curd If she fell while running, she stood and smiled If she cried, her surroundings made her not feel exiled! Dressed in her favourite red dress, She listened to old stories on her mattress And fell in deep slumber while dreaming of the Lord And how it is like in his peaceful abode! At two, this cute babyface, surrounded with black hair Could only jump and exalt at life without any care!

Copyright © Anoucheka Gangabissoon | Year Posted 2013

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Baby Adam

Her emotions went raw
her skin showed an aura her features not a flaw.

Her moods always changed in her stomach felt a pain
She ran at practice in the rain

Until her stomach gave a lurch
and she became in search

Her test showed a plus in pink
Her tears fell helplessly into the white sink.

She cried in fear and in confusion
She prayed every night it was a dream, an allusion.

three months later our school began to see her belly change
her control that was once over her life disappeared out of her range.

I held her hair while she pucked in the early light
I helped her eat right and learn to stay strong and fight.

My best friend suffered ridicule and rumors for a good 7 months or more
She was called so many things, mainly a whore.

I helped her locate the father and tell him the news
He said "you snooze ya loose." 
and left....

But I love her to death, even now as she holds 1 year old Adam in her arms
I see that a child can be a nightmare but sometimes babies are blessings and 
charms. 


For "Mom im pregnant contest"
Statistic: Three-quarters of a million teens between 15 and 19 become pregnant each year.

Copyright © Roxanna Ressler | Year Posted 2011

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EEEW, A Baby Sister

Gobs of happiness, bundles of joy! My sister turned out to be a boy Mom said, “Welcome your little brother!” She'd been promising me the other You know! EEEW... a baby sister! Imagine if I had to kiss her! Thanks to the stork way up high If Mom had a girl, I'd probably die! Sisters don't wrestle or play with guns They play with dollies, have girlie fun Glad the way things have turned out Us guys are buds, there's really no doubt! I know! I realize they're people too In fact, some are cute, this is true But if you're gonna give me my druthers I would much prefer a baby brother! The moral is, if you eat your veggies Your Mom will be happy and never edgy A contented Mom will usually bear fruit With a baby boy who'll be cuter than cute! These are the words of a real little boy Who won't even try to hide his joy! He comes right out, it's not a quiz Boys are superior and that's how it is! © Jack Ellison 2013

Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2013

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The Shocking Baby

Baby shock in the treetop;
When wind blows with speed.
Baby shock by the crackling;
When the sound exceed.

Copyright © pranay devnath | Year Posted 2015

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Silent Space

I stand on top of silent space
Free from all of worldly trace
Of hate, sadness, and despair
I feel only love and me in the air

I'm finally free to do my will
And all of love begins to fill
My head with all possibilities
Of all of the sweet pleasantries

That we can find tonight
If only we can find the right
Time and spirit give me some
Of yours baby where am I from?

hear me please, baby please
Listen close tell not the trees
That I love you but it can't be
So simple between you and me

You make me dizzy, fall down so fast
And feel that now this night will last
So take each minute, and fill this cup
With the essence of love, up and up

hear me please, baby please
Listen close tell not the trees
That I love you but it can't be
So simple between you and me

Don't be scared, remember now
Of all the time we had and how
I held you close when you were downed
I held you up when you almost drowned

So hear me please, baby please
Listen close tell not the trees
That I love you but it can't be
So simple between you and me

Copyright © Jordan Dickinson | Year Posted 2012

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BABY LOUIZE

A touch of joy, a sparkle of gladness
A doze of love to take away sadness

A simple smile that lights up the sky
A sweet giggle to make the soul fly

Tatata is just like sweet music
Papapa brings a dash of magic

Eyes so bright that looks all knowing
Hair that’s sparse but on you is charming

Jump, jump, jump sounds so thrilling
Seeing you dance is just exhilarating

Thank you Louize for the magic that you bring
To this earth you truly are a blessing

Copyright © John Boak | Year Posted 2012

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Super Duper Child of Mine

Beautiful baby, bubbling machine
Dearest, darlingest doll ever seen.
Cooing and cuddling and sugary sweet
Lovely and loveable from head to small feet.

Pink bundled delectable, answer to dreams,
Oozing with honey and fancy filled creams.
Delightfully dimpled and smelling delicious,
Wanted and wonderful fulfillment of wishes.

Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2013

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Arthurian Legend Part 1

Uther, the High king of England 
fell in love with the Lady Igraine
Knowing she was married to Gorlois
he decided to fight the walrus

For he was the Duke of Tintagel
that Uther wanted to mangle	
‘Thus he defeated his enemy’ 
and took her, his wife to be

The High King delighted to tell
of Merlin’s magical spell
How he’d become Gorlious in disguise
and fooled the Lady Igraine to socialize

Tintagel castle was full of joy 
celebrating the birth of a baby boy
‘Twas Arthur they had named him’
a bonnie baby small and slim	

They lived in a dangerous time
where Saxons attacked without sign
So Uther gave his son for safety
to his immortal wizard thats greatly

In time Merlin fostered him away
to Sir Ectors where he would stay
Raised in the Cornwall countryside
where he grew strong and very wise	

He grew up with his foster brother Kay
not knowing his real parents any way
He didn’t know he was heir to the throne
until later when it became known

King Uther died and no one knew
about His son that should over rule
So arguments broke out everywhere
who should be King, who would dare

But Merlin had a cunning plan
to make Arthur take a stand
For he was the true king and heir
a kingdom he would rule and fair

A mysterious stone magically appeared
in St.Paul’s cathedral, in the garden rear
Extending out, was a huge sword
a message inscribed to my Lord
Whoever pulls this sword from the stone
will be the rightful High King of England’s throne


© Copyright 22nd December 2010 K.C.Leake

Copyright © kevin leake | Year Posted 2010

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CRY BABY CRY

CRY   BABY   CRY


What makes me cry is not  a sweet word  
Humor, sadness, loss or  anything  so absurd,
But  the whole  raft of rules I gotta obey.
There must be “ No Names”   but without my name, hey. . .   
How will favorites like me be rewarded?
I must “please date”.  Must be a new poem, and regarded
As such, so as usual I will pick out one of my oldies, re-title it, 
Change one word, add today’s date,  and that’s the whole bit.
I must use “spell check”  instead of just
Turning in any old guff  -  which I usually must.
I have to use any form which is acceptable, the norm,
Except, “ I don't know” which is my favorite form, 
So instead I will simply call it ‘verse’, 
Cos that’s pretty much the same thing, but worse.
These rules and regulations are cramping my natural style
Sooner than enter such a contest I would walk a mile.
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A light-hearted, humorous piece, not to be  misinterpreted , except by the paranoid. 
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Written  27  July  2012
Entered in Lisa Cooper ~Dark Poetess’s   Contest  One Silver Tear

Copyright © Sidney Beck | Year Posted 2012

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Sassy the Assassinator

Sassy the Assassinator

Sassy is a lapdog, not a large bird-dog  
She likes to chase hopping bullfrogs or a hiding hedgehog.
She is a friend to a cat, but not to a groundhog
But she thinks she’s a big bad watchdog!

For years little Sassy has chased away every stray.
No matter how huge the intruder, night or day,
With tails tucked between their legs, dogs ran away.
Sassy yapping at his heels all the way.

Every dog was sent away; Sassy would not play.
Teeth and barks were her fierce display.
She once terminated forty-two baby chicks. 
(In five minutes)  Her owners are city-hicks.

Even though she killed chicks and gave a baby bear a fright.
Her humans know that her bark is usually worse than her bite.
She has cornered opossums, and fought with hens.
Bi-polar?  Cute and mean is where the story begins.

But one day Sassy went for a ride in the car.
The visit to relatives was not very far.
When we arrived, she was ready to get outside.
And she did so proudly, her nose high with pride.

Their big dog trolloped over toward little Sassy,
He was as big as a St. Bernard and she was angry.
Yap!  Yap!  Yap!  She barked in her usual way.
Suddenly, she looked up; he did not run away.

She tucked her tail and whimpered, which was strange.
That big dog that drooled on her head, wrought a change.
He did not bark, grumble, or growl; he just looked down.
Then, "Sassy the Assassinator", for the fist time, played around.

© August 30, 2010
Dane Smith-Johnsen

Copyright © Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen | Year Posted 2010

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Keno Baby

Keno Baby

My wife and I liked to play keno
Just about every weekend we would go

She was pregnant and due any day
Over an hour’s ride each way

Other players would say  
Your going to give birth today
   
We got home and went to bed
It’s that time my wife had said

Her water broke on the floor
Our first was born in nineteen sixty four   

It was almost a maybe
That we had a keno baby

Copyright © Michael Gelb | Year Posted 2011

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PRINCESS SARA


PRINCESS SARA

Happiness reached at its height,
When i held her in my arms tight.

Never seen or felt this beautiful sight,
Life for me was full of light.

Every moment spent with my angel,
Shew away my worries that bundle.

Her smile and instant expressions,
Beat even the computer's suggestion.

The baby talk, story time,
The toddler walk, nursery rhyme,

Little princess then went to study,
Heavy bags on shoulders tiny,

Challenges she faced in my shadow,
Got rough tough to face the tornado.

Graceful, mature, a teenager she is,
My treasure, the reason of my bliss.

Upcoming DENTIST, fond of flora,
Loves to wear a pink tiara.

May God bless her with a happy life,
for she lightens my hardships in which i strive.

May God protect her from evil,
Grant her a journey wishful.

CONTEST-MY LOVELY CHILDREN
SPONSOR-LAURA LOO
DATE-15/02/2016

Copyright © Rizwana Bhurani | Year Posted 2016