Poetry Friday: The Baby’s Contribution

Sisters, by Rilla

They scoop me up and say I’m delicious;
They grant practically all of my wishes
(Except when I wish to gnaw on a Lego).
Mostly I wish to go where they go.

Jane is the one who totes me like mother
And won’t let me pull out the hair of my brother.
Rose guards me from anything ‘ticingly teeny.
The one who twirls me around is Beanie.

This week’s Poetry Friday roundup can be found at Chicken Spaghetti.

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Comments

1. Theresa says:

   I love it! What a happy life that child has!

   On March 30, 2007 at 9:17 am

2. emily says:

   Rilla is a lucky little girl!

   On March 30, 2007 at 10:45 am

3. Alice Gunther says:

   The best poetry Friday contribution ever!!!

   On March 30, 2007 at 8:18 pm

4. Claire says:

   Love it! Just darling.

   On March 31, 2007 at 6:29 pm

5. Jane Ramsey says:

   Sweet, sweet, and sweet.

   On April 20, 2007 at 9:44 am