(Sorry, this was a first draft. I was just beginning to write free verse. Don't mind the hackneyed expressions.)
I will always be there
O little Baby,
A child is born. She looks nice and is cute.
She looks like she wants to cry.
Maybe I can try holding her.
She is calming down
O little Baby,
She is beginning to walk.
The days, months are fleeting and
I think the little baby has to go to school.
It's time for her to leave, to grow, to mature.
O little Baby,
She has finished her education and now she is ready:
to get a job
to find a love
to find a joy
My wish is to see her happiness.
She is ready to get married. Look at her beautiful face
and dress.
O little Baby,
It's time for me to go. I know I love you and wish your
babies would be just like you.
I love you and don't forget me until you have your own
babies.
: )
8 comments:
Oh wow! How sweet. It reminds me of a song. You were a very witty 5th grader!
Awww, thank you!! I tried my best.
OMG! This poem is so good! I love it!
Thank you so much everybody!!! Dalvinder, you are the best!!!
Lorita, I'm jealous. My poems seem to be never matching up to your writing. T.T I'm sulking right now! Depression......
Aww, Quoc don't say that! I love your poems. Don't you read the comments I leave you?
Lorita, The literary genius since the 5th grade
wow it sound really good. I like it. Everyone have to be a little baby once
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