Baby

You've driven me quite mad
Love that I've had
For many years over
I still feel the fears of an
Unquelled baby
Longing for its mother
With similar dependency,
I cry for you in the dark

I've still not learned to soothe myself to sleep
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Labyrinth Avatar
February 5, 2021 at 10:35 PM
and like babies, there is always the inevitable cleaning up of all the excrement ...
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February 18, 2019 at 8:52 PM
Madison, if you are not a mother, then you certainly know a lot about babies. And crying yourself to sleep. Bravo!
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