The Baby Sitter! Poem by nimal dunuhinga

The Baby Sitter!



Angel!
If you look after me
This old good for nothing skeleton
Like the babies you fingering here,
I am not rich but I have my old pram
My poor deceased Mom brought from a junk yard.
And my last will I grant for you
The fragile heart you can use as a mirror!

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nimal dunuhinga

nimal dunuhinga

kalubovila East, Sri Lanka
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