Baby's Song

This poem is about the baby's thought while still in the mother's womb.

Baby's Song.




Awakened I,
One warm morning;
To people talking,
Noisy sounds and a bouncy ride.


Who am I?
Or What am I ... I know not.
But safe I am,
And know not fear,
Or despair.


The world to me is a cosy place,
No work, no play,
No sight,
But voices.


I move and turn,
In my cosy world,
I kick...I breathe,
And I know I'm alive.


I sleep all time,
And dream. Dream of this world that is beyond me,
Of noisy streets,
Of people and faces,
And sweet smelling flowers.


Looking forward,
To my walk into this world,
I Dream.
Dream of happy times,
In this world that is beyond me.