Toddler; And The Fallen Nest Poem by james watkin

Toddler; And The Fallen Nest



The look, a mother conveys
Of motherly care.
Softening over, sincere
From out a babe, mere!

Nest, overturned. Eggs, spilling.
With no time to spare
In blur of steps hurries on.
Toppling, too, ere long!

Monday, December 12, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: child
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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