Babies Cry Anywhere Poem by s.zaynab kamoonpury
Babies Cry Anywhere
(Inspired by Eleanor Farjeon's poem 'Cats sleep anywhere)
Gah, , babies cry anywhere
Anywhere and everywhere
In the cot or rocking chair
They may bawl
While they crawl
In your lap
After a nap
In the basinet
On the sofa set
In the car
Near or far
On the shore
On the floor
In the baby sling
Or the baby swing
In the pram
Or the tram
In the bath tub
For a scrub
On the bed
Until its fed
Aw babies cry anywhere
In your arms or high chair
God designedcrying as babies way to talk
so they can commune like that everywhere
A well executed poem. Truly delightful...5 stars*****
Crying babies... Their voices are to ask affectionate care and love from people around. Nice poem... Btw your kids are cuties... May God bless them all
I enjoyed this - it has a fun, Dr. Seuss rhythm and It's true - I've heard it. But they also gurgle, laugh, and eventually learn to say, NO! =]
Yes, time to put into my first July 2021 showcase, my friend. I've avoided PH a lot this year, but it has improved recently. bri : )
SZK, It's hard to believe i just left a comment 1/2 a year ago! ! I plan to use this in a July 2012 showcase. bri ;)
I KNOW those aren't your kids; they are 'too cute'. While babies are babies, they may cry ANYwhere. BUT: As old people, they may in their UNDERwear! to MyPoemList bri :)
Aw thanks bri for complimenting my kiddos. I think all babies are cute though.
A baby cries for attention. It's their universal language. Loved your thoughts and the rhymes of the poem. Loved the comment of poetess Valsa George. She spoke my mind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Crying is babies' language! They cry everywhere whenever they have to communicate that they are hungry, angry or in pain! They have no propriety..... they do it in public too when silence is expected of everyone. Enjoyed this highly rhyming poem! You have such adorable kids!