baby

baby

A Poem by jess foreman
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How precious babies are

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The eyes of a baby
What do they see?
What do they recognise?
It hears my voice and feels consoled

The eyes of a baby
Hold all future unwritten
Hold the power to change
I hold his hand he smiles

If I peer deep into the eyes
I see fear, love, anger, hunger,
I see suprise, happiness and relief

The ears of a baby
What do they hear?
How do they recognize?
He hears me sing and falls to sleep

The ears of a baby
Hear everything
Hear the unheard
I lift him in the air he giggles

The skin of a baby
What does it feel?
Why so soft?

Skin of a baby
Is smooth and unblemished
Clean and not yet soiled
I kiss baby's cheek and he feels content

All babies need love and care
They are precious but not rare
Take time to nurture, love and listen to baby
They are new and easily molded
Make sure they don't end up scalded
Treat baby with TLC
Not like a car that needs its MOT

Never let his eyes, ears or skin become something of sin.
Keep him healthy and you won't have to think grim.
Enjoy parenthood
When you get old they will help you for the good.
Take her to the swings but keep her away from certain things.
Treat her to sweets, as long as she eats her meats.
Baby's are only babies for a short time,
Make sure they grow up to be just fine.

Like mine
:)

© 2014 jess foreman


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Added on June 11, 2014
Last Updated on June 11, 2014
Tags: baby, care, love, TLC, skin, eyes, ears