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Sick

Raging heat wave,
soaring temperatures,
body burning up.

Heavy laden,
struggling breath.
Little eyes staring out,
must keep fluids up.

Few wet nappies,
hands fight,
pushing bottle away.
Blocked runny nose,
mouth open,
gasping for air.

Droplets of liquid,
slowly fall in,
the mouth opening.
Forced to swallow,
medicine finally in.

Peace at last,
baby sleeping

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  1. Date: 2/13/2013 9:20:00 PM

    Oooh this is sooo cute. I secretly cannot wait to have a baby. I want kids by the time I'm 35. This is a cute poem!
  1. Date: 2/13/2013 12:04:00 PM

    Jacquelyn welcome to the soup, you paint a great picture of the soaring heat of Aussie life, well done....David

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