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The second Child

The newborn baby,The Second Child In the Home which just turned four had arrived and that girls life of three already there didn't make her approve of His sudden appear. Of how was the attention of whole round of busy crowd at Him from NO despair And of how she felt Jealous and confused of her mischiefs now termed as a rebellious dare. How could she explain that things were not fair to whom could she tell the latest tales and the building fear. The hands she wanted to return, were busy carrying him. What could she tell of how it felt sitting far amongst the crowd and to touch him , she was last. Inspite of that his introduction needed to be explained before anybody else,for Him to first let Her accept. The explanations still had to be given of if him she needed to protect at night. The Scariness of darkness haunted her too and her hands also fought for someone to hold up tight. Of if the warmth of her love She said He neede the most , Was it a decision to keep the girl in the cold alone. I am sure He slept with no grief because He wasn't the One awaken from The loud whistling wind and striking thunder storm. And I am sure He didn't cry on the road while returning home by looking at a friend taken to arms when in the Sun ,he was standing alone. I surely could tell Mother , You couldn't make to both places I feel that's why, Priorities changed and somehow that Girl became The Second Child.

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Date: 7/29/2018 3:47:00 AM
Interesting poem, Sonali, one can feel the angst, from what you have to say..I Suggest that the form of poetry is 'Free Verse.' not 'I Don't know' Good luck to you...Harry
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Sonali Thakur
Date: 9/12/2018 12:42:00 PM
Oh thank you ,I'll change it now. Plz keep giving me ur views on my poems.