A New Baby
You made me a little sofa for my dollhouse,
With a piece of cloth and an empty matchbox
The other day was the doll’s wedding, a happy time
Then you cooked me rice pudding in little saucers
There was a small bed also, in my dollhouse, lovely and cute
I was waiting patiently to ask you for my next thing
To knit me a dress for the doll, and I will gift it to the baby.
The sunlight gradually gets condensed and thick
The sunlight reflects on the murmuring tree leaves
And the sunlight reflects on your dark, black hair;
You unconsciously let your hair fall to its full length
And you were knitting a garment, with warmth and love.
For a new baby, a new member of the family, much-awaited.
The little one will warm every chord in these winter days.
Copyright © Tamanna Ferdous | Year Posted 2019
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