Best Babies Poems

The newborn wolves, March babies, cannot see.
They need their mothers, like all creatures do.
In just two weeks, they crawl; then wondrously,
they view their world through open eyes of blue.

A few days pass; and it’s not too long when
they stand and walk; they whimper and they...

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I raise my voice and rage a fight
for little children trashed and thrown.
Sweet little coos and burps never heard,
the printed mittens never sewn.  

These tiny children wanted to play,
and be held and cradled so near.
To hear Mommy say,” I cherish you”,
and lullabies  to...

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For the little babies mourn
For the babies that are yet to be born
They are only fetusus many scorn 
And mercilessly from their mothers womb torn

From every corner hear cries for human right
Yet ears are deafened to the unborns plight
Never to be heard their sqeals of...

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Quantum leap, material mind,
learning curve steep, perceptive mankind,
this earth inherited to keep, in the depth eyes shined,
the karmic benefits we reap, after money too long pined,
in the shadows they did creep, by our light left blind,
hearts awaken from their sleep, each ventricle gold lined,
More awake...

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The little children gathered and delighted in the sight
The sparkling of the river, like tumbling jewels dancing bright
The mermaids in the waterfall did sing ‘Come children one and all’
The children laughed and danced, for the sirens song they did fall.

To the hearts of the little...

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As i lay here in my waterbed
Many thoughts enter my head
Wish my mum hadnt garlic for tea
Making me cry and raise my knee

I hope my life will be full of fun
Laughter and tears for me her son
With parents who'll guide me to do whats right
Not...

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The eve of darkness they come out to play
creepy crawly with our senses. The street
wise, the waifs, the tiny cherubs all blend
together to form a society of sorts that is
out of step with time; they become invisible.

They come with their drums, their guitars to
serenade the...

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I remember the day when my babies came,
I remember the sound when I spoke their name;
These tiny souls that were part of me,
Had the courage to break free.

To hold my babies to my breast,
Was all that gave my soul such rest.
My baby’s cry was the...

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My children are like the light of day,
They often ask me questions leaving me with nothing to say.
I watch them play with each other,
And think to myself, "I am a very lucky mother."
When they are fast asleep,
I often wonder what dreams they keep.
They have times...

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loud cracks and creaks permeate the silence
inferno’s roar is heard in keen ears of wildlife
terror is felt throughout the forest
animals flee, but many do not make it out
the blinding smoke and their fear leaves them helpless
some curl up, waiting for death
the fire walker trots through...

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What to drink this morning? Coffee or tea?
Cold or hot? Sweet or slightly tart for me?
I do not care about breakfast. I have no time for that.
I have to feed the dog. I have to feed the cat.
Getting in the car I realize I am...

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The babies are so much fun,
So cuddly and warm,
So snuggly, and wonderful,
So ugly when first born.

The babies are so loved,
So cherished, so alive!
But the newborns, with their cat-cries,
Are so annoying when they cry.

Yes, I will babysit your baby.
And we can play and sing and laugh.
I...

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Shh! Babies are sleeping Dorie said.
Slumbering in dreamland with her Uncle Fred
Tummies full of dolly potatoes, they are amply fed
Especially after gulping down cinnamon bread

Two dreaming of a trip on an African bobsled
Cozily cuddled up in a rocking chair bed.
One baby dolly in a nightshirt...

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I remember the day Trixie died,
Sinbad staring out upon her grave.
No crying, just day after day, homage.

I couldn’t stand seeing the pain,
Nothing I did, petting, holding,
Could bring him away from the grave.

So down to the pet store I drove
Hoping for a partner to please
And found...

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Prayer choice or not
Miscarriage, abort heartbreak
wish-to-be babies...

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