African Babies
Happily bonded to the ground
They crawl in curiosity
Speak in strange tongues
understood only by the gods that made them.
Their smile, a glow of the crescent moon
That calms wandering thoughts
Heal broken hearts
And bring departed souls back to life.
The epitome of perfection,
Molded with carats of diamond
Gifts sent straight from the heavens above
African babies are true definition of beauty
and love.
Falling in their attempt to walk,
Never kills their dream.
They rise a hundred and one time,
When they fall a hundred times.
Their ability to experiment things that
come their way,
Makes them no strangers in the land of Einstein's.
Their dark rounded bodies, a clear cut of cuteness.
And their curious eyes are full of unending passion
With a burning desire never quenching.
... stranja
Copyright © Stranja Depoet | Year Posted 2018
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