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Cathy Shao


A Baby Talks To A Stranger


In a hot summer day
Diary of A Worm is on display
Kids are chitterling-chattering along the way
They only want Lego to play

A woman in a purple-flower dress stands
A baby who has no shorts on stares
The baby stares at the woman standing amid chairs
The woman makes a face
The baby catches the trace

Having no idea of the baby's play
The baby's mother turns the baby's face away
The baby cries in pain
His struggles remain
Till he sees the woman in purple again
'WOO BA LA'
'BA WOO AH'
The baby talks loudly and happily
The sound bites
are just as lovely as
the shimmering lights
in the baby's eyes

Submitted: Thursday, August 23, 2012
Edited: Monday, October 22, 2012

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