Notes About The Poem

A baby is born as an innocent. If only we could be like them all

problems would fade away. Education is not always a good

thing. If we saw the world through their eyes instead of 

destroying we would become the nurturers we are supposed to

be

 

A Baby

A Baby only cares about being loved, warm and fed
It does not worry about the colour of your skin
nor if you are good or bad as long as you show love
It does not matter if you live in a masion or hovel.

Religion too matters not a whit to a small tot
A Baby only cares about being loved, warm and fed.
It does not care what part of the world you live
Nor if you live in a town or out in the country.

Poor or rich, hansome or plain it does not care
You may be a manual worker, a banker or a king,
A Baby only cares about being loved, warm and fed.
Holding out its arms with chuckles of laughter.

All pride, prejudice and greed holds no sway
in its little infant heart that is born to love.
It gives a smile that would melt the toughest heart
A Baby only cares about being loved, warm and fed.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Monteblanco Avatar
December 25, 2014 at 12:59 PM
Such a true poem
Hamilton Avatar
December 29, 2014 at 8:46 AM
ty John hugs
Mcdaid Avatar
December 17, 2014 at 3:08 AM
beautifully crafted as always dear pal wishing you a great day
Hamilton Avatar
December 29, 2014 at 8:46 AM
ty Liam me pal hugs
Kayode Avatar
December 14, 2014 at 12:55 PM
How glitter is this Shadow! You simply tell the World what it needs to grow:be a baby . Great Inspiration...huggs
Hamilton Avatar
December 15, 2014 at 5:43 AM
ty Kayod hugs
Dietrich Avatar
December 14, 2014 at 11:26 AM
Just coming back to this one to tell you how wonderful it is. In fact, I want to fave it!!
Hamilton Avatar
December 15, 2014 at 5:44 AM
aw ty so much Andrea hugs
Horne Avatar
December 13, 2014 at 4:19 PM
yes, indeed - such truth here. Lovely write. Sorry I missed the PD contest - had written something but didn't get round to posting it! Hope the other entries will cheer her up
Hamilton Avatar
December 14, 2014 at 6:22 AM
what a shame Jack you should still post it. ty for reading hugs
Gorelick Avatar
December 13, 2014 at 4:00 PM
wonderful idea for a poem.. Babies have always been a big part of my life..worked in Peds for years. You are so right on. BG
Hamilton Avatar
December 14, 2014 at 6:23 AM
ty Barbara I bet you have many stories to tell hugs and happy festive season
Yvonne Avatar
December 13, 2014 at 2:40 PM
Through the eye of a child lies the truth. Great write Shadow. Loved it!
Hamilton Avatar
December 14, 2014 at 6:24 AM
ty Maurice you always inspire hugs
Hicks Avatar
December 13, 2014 at 11:43 AM
Good message, Shadow! A baby is born completely innocent, and depending on the upbringing of the parents, that innocence will, all the faster, fade away. Oh, and reading Andrea's comment, I'm pretty sure the form is actually called a Quatern. At least, according to shadowpoetry.com
Hamilton Avatar
December 14, 2014 at 6:25 AM
ty Tim enjoy the hols hugs
Dietrich Avatar
December 13, 2014 at 11:03 AM
hey, you did a kyrielle, Shadow. You should call it that form. I love that form and could notice right away how your main line kept moving. Love this one. a seven!!
Hamilton Avatar
December 14, 2014 at 6:28 AM
ty so much Andrea I really appreciate your support and help it is people like you who make Soup hugs
A. Sharma Avatar
December 13, 2014 at 9:29 AM
So true n beautiful is the write, full of tender love Shadow! Lovely title as well!
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