Sylvia Chidi

(Germany)

Baby Newborn


Out come two tiny feet
Mum wails
The head follows to complete
Mums face pales

And baby newborn is born!

Tiny hands and tiny feet
Innocent look of sweet
A mild scent
Of sweet present

And baby newborn is born!

Is it a he?
Is it a she?
I knew mum and dad were on a mission
All the Os and As were mums screaming made-up television
'Spread wide open'
I often heard dads tone
A common nomination of repetition
With the bed singing a song of cracking bones
Did either of them ever have any inclination or vision
That of me they were producing another clone!

Submitted: Wednesday, June 21, 2006
Edited: Monday, August 09, 2010

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