Infant

Baby boy or baby girl
Newborns are sheer delight.
Entire house is electrified with joy and cheer.
Crib, diapers, bibs, feeding bottles, talc, soaps, and pram;
List is endless, never ending.
All over is baby’s paraphernalia.
All hands reach out for the baby.
Holding the baby close to the bosom,
Warmth felt is mesmerizing.
Feeding the baby is a bliss.
No mother should ever miss.
Lactation is every mother’s prerogative.
Figures can be corrected.
Sags could be firmed.
Rearing a baby is once – in – a – life.
Never will you get a second chance.
No infant waits.
Cherish every minute, enjoy every moment, live every second.
Night awakes, disturbed sleeps will bother.
Giggles and gurgles of the little bundle of joy,
Will shoo them away.
Dark circles, dull drained face, will be depressing.
Mamma raises above those, to immerse in to her baby.
Baby’s fragrance is intoxicating.
Burps and hiccups is a treat to ears.
Bawling is a musical extravaganza.
Clock loses its significance; no day, no night.
Lunch and dinner, more often than not, interchange.
Breakfast becomes a casualty.
All along, it’s baby – baby – baby.