Funom Makama Poet Prose Poetry

A Period So Pink

Fresh to the world, nothing to think
having all rights to be catered for
with everything to drink
all goodies for it, in one link
and at it love and care constantly wink.
Enjoying a period so pink
lots of affectionate waters without a stink
with many shoulders beneath in case of a sink.
Life’s bustles only watch and blink
b’cos this little one isn’t yet ready
not even in sight of its brink

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Duke Beaufort July 10, 2015 at 7:45 PM Funom, I agree with you. No sight of a brink for many. I feel we are close to a very big cliff, but most are in denial. I really liked this a lot. Funom Makama February 1, 2016 at 6:57 AM Thank you so much Duke

Paul Callus July 9, 2015 at 4:12 PM Your capable pen has worked wonders here, Funom! This tribute to a new-born child is lovely and the rhyme is great. WEll done! // paul Funom Makama February 1, 2016 at 6:56 AM Thank you so much Callus

Caryl Muzzey July 9, 2015 at 10:40 AM What a wonderful write, Makama. You graced the elegance of a newborn so sweetly, I enjoyed the read. ~Caryl Funom Makama February 1, 2016 at 6:54 AM Thank you very much Muzzey

Jan Allison July 8, 2015 at 2:00 PM oh the innocence and total dependency of a baby - what wonderful memories you have brought back of when my son was born:-) hugs jan xx Funom Makama February 1, 2016 at 6:53 AM Thank you very much Allison