Baby Balls Poem by Naveed Akram

Baby and ball collected cookies,
One ball ran so fast that a nose appeared
And the baby defused the bomb
Called life and certainty.

One car appeared for all to seem vivid,
Books were more than ever,
Boxes were clever, like the withering
Wind that cleverly jested its appeal.

One baby is a book for the learned,
Eyes fix their gnomes at peace,
Higher than the soldier a soldier appears
Forming art works and all the peace.