Baby
Baby
Gone is the doll with which to play
Terror and exhaustion are all that stay
No where to go and no one to care
All that’s left is chaos and despair
Who will remove this burden from me
Who will allow me some space to see
Lonely blue eyes, set and glaring
Baby crying, desperate, waring
Tired and angry is all I’ve become
How can I resent someone so young
My child, my love, my wanted one
My gorgeous , perfect little son
Where is the picture I used to see
Beautiful baby and happy me
Pretty clothes and talcum fresh
Milky warm in a Moses nest
Eventually the time is here
For dealing with my inner fear
I can fulfil my greatest role
Mother, lover, heart and soul
Mummy, daddy and baby boy
My life is full of hope and joy
I’m no longer scared and wrong
My babies love has made me strong.
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