Monday, July 6, 2015

Haikus for Baby Wearing

Mom is gone, so I,
Dad, scrambling for you to nap,
strap you in. We waltz.

You won't fall asleep.
I nestle you in and walk
then sit. We both snore.

Strapping you on and
sashaying 'round while it rains.
Dew drops cuddling.

My stubble scratched you;
now we're even - your duck fluff
keeps tickling my chin.

My bro and I wearing our babies.
Photo from my wife - Kim Call - here.

3 comments:

  1. creative, beautiful, true! Perfect poetry!

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  2. Thanks! Nora is quite inspirational.

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  3. heehee - This is perfect; thanks for sharing : )

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