Daily Post Prompt · Parenthood Poems · Poetry · Woman's Poetry · Word Prompt

Hiding Under a Pile of Stuffed Animals

animalcontrol

It is still morning
have yet to have my coffee
and my little one sneaks up
arms full of stuffed animals
hugged tight
and he trusts me –
places two babies in my arms
and asks me to hug them
kiss them
and I do –
the smile that lights up his face
is worth all the gold in the world
and he watches to see
what I’ll do next
so I go about my day
his babies held lovingly in my lap
so he knows I care
and me – I’m trying to figure out
what to do,
’cause he keeps bringing more.

(c) Sumyanna 2016

Submitted for The Daily Post Prompt: baby
Amazing image courtesy of Pixabay.com

16 thoughts on “Hiding Under a Pile of Stuffed Animals

  1. love this poem, it brought a smile to my face and a warmth in my heart, and I thought yes what would I do, maybe it’s when One needs the wings of words in your other wonderful poem that I read! Best wishes and blessings, Charles.

    Liked by 1 person

          1. Well, we CAN do them, the problem is the consequences 🙂 I’m still trying to keep that younger spirit alive as long as I can. Still not doing anything crazy though… You know, in order to make sure I don’t fall apart 🙂

            Liked by 1 person

          2. Have tried to do as much as I can, but am having to cut back due to osteoarthritis in my hips, knees and shoulders. What is happening though is that I am doing different things to what I used to do, and I don’t see anything wrong with that, so for instance, instead of running I now walk.

            Liked by 1 person

    1. Glad you enjoyed it – it is a wonderful memory too 🙂 So good to see you! Things are going well. Keeping busy as always, but also enjoying things. How are you? I hope all is going wonderfully.

      Like

Leave a reply to 7128788elf Cancel reply