I knew that a baby was hid in that house,
Though I saw no cradle and heard no cry;
But the husband was tip-toeing 'round like a mouse,
And the good wife was humming a soft lullaby;
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Is this a poem about a nosy neighbour or something deeper and much darker.
A beautiful melody full of rhyme and rhythm and quite interesting story. A pleasure to read.
A wonderful investigative poem about a baby hidden in the house and the tale tell marks that expose it's presence in the house. A pleasure to read.
Very well written and interesting poem. rhyming and flow are simply amazing. Enjoyed a lot. Thanks for sharing.
Very well written poem. Babies change houses. They reorganize every person's activity in the house.
One could argue that there is a large slice of voyeurism and a hint of darkness mingled between the gifted poetess's lines. I guess everyone sees something different and how they interpret things.