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Babies are the best gift from God. They have a special way of adding joy in every single day of a person's life. They can bring happiness in the dullest of moments and can easily make you smile. Babies are truly bliss and once they come into your life, it becomes full of excitement. The poem 'My New Baby' has been written by Velvet Thorn. It revolves around a two weeks old baby, who plays with his/her four-year-old brother and captivates his/her mother. Read on and explore the joy a parent experienced on being around a new-born baby.
My New Baby
Two weeks old
Tiny but perfect
Small enough to be cradled
In a two-year-old's hands
On your four-year-old brother
Giant though he is
You nuzzle and play
For hours, he'll stay
Blind trust, a tiny nose
Searching me, your human mother
For nourishment
A little bottle of white liquid
You reach up and hold tightly
With miniature paws
My New Baby
Two weeks old
Tiny but perfect
Small enough to be cradled
In a two-year-old's hands
On your four-year-old brother
Giant though he is
You nuzzle and play
For hours, he'll stay
Blind trust, a tiny nose
Searching me, your human mother
For nourishment
A little bottle of white liquid
You reach up and hold tightly
With miniature paws
Eyes closed, ears wiggling
Until you've had your fill
Then, as you curl up,
The quiet clicks of a satisfied purr
Miniscule ball of fur,
You captivate me.
Until you've had your fill
Then, as you curl up,
The quiet clicks of a satisfied purr
Miniscule ball of fur,
You captivate me.
