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Baby DMZ (a sonnet)
by Gavin M RoyParent, baby, parent
Its a baby DMZ
Maybe to you its not apparent
But its the only way to sleep
She patrols the inside
So she can make sure
That its not our backside
Which were offering to her
Shell be Kicking and prodding
With little baby feet and arms
So she can snuggle up to a body
Quietly with her little baby charms
If she doesnt get her way
And cant come between us
Shell wake us right away
And make sure she's still boss
So the bed is now balanced with baby in the middle
But were anxious to have it back, if not a lot, then just a little.
01/24/2003 Author's Note: Someone said something about Eden fueling my muse... I guess they were correct :) Oh and in case you weren't up on modern day warfare lingo DMZ is a De-militarized Zone.
Posted on 01/24/2003
Copyright © 2025 Gavin M Roy
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 01/25/03 at 11:00 PM LOL! You humorously give the "trials and tribulations" of parents of an infant! Universal in application I think. That is why parenting is for the young! ;) |
| Posted by Ashok Sharda on 01/26/03 at 09:00 AM Yes, thats baby DMZone. In many ways. From so many angles. This poem is the out come of the effect of the impressions, the baby DMZone seems to have caused. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 01/28/03 at 08:53 PM Cute, well illustrated, but with a serious side also. Nice work Gavin. |
| Posted by Susan Q Tomas on 06/08/03 at 03:43 AM Awww, very snuggy sonnet. I will take your sonnet as a guideline to write one of my own some day. |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 01/10/04 at 03:58 AM Congratulations on POTD! |
| Posted by JD Clay on 01/10/04 at 04:38 AM This precious poem has it all. Like little Eden, it has found its way to the top, through the middle.. Congratulations, Gavin.
Pe4ce... |
| Posted by Sam Roberts on 10/23/04 at 03:40 PM awwwwww, I want one! hehe. Lovely poem xox |
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