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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
OUR DARLING, by ANONYMOUS First Line: Bounding like a football Last Line: That's our heart's delight. Subject(s): Babies;football; Infants | |||
BOUNDING like a football, Kicking at the door; Falling from the table-top, Sprawling on the floor; Smashing cups and saucers, Splitting dolly's head; Putting little pussy cat Into baby's bed; Building shops and houses, Spoiling father's hat; Hiding mother's precious keys Underneath the mat; Jumping on the fender, Poking at the fire; Dancing on his little legs, -- Legs that never tire; Making mother's heart leap Fifty times a day; Aping everything we do, Every word we say; Shouting, laughing, tumbling, Roaring with a will, Anywhere and everywhere, Never, never still; Present -- bringing sunshine; Absent -- leaving night; That's our precious darling, That's our heart's delight. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A POET TO HIS BABY SON by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON BABYHOOD by ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN INFANCY by EDMUND JOHN ARMSTRONG BALLAD OF THE LAYETTE by WAYNE KOESTENBAUM A TOAST FOR LITTLE IRON MIKE by PAUL MARIANI THE PAMPERING OF LEORA by THYLIAS MOSS ONE FOR ALL NEWBORNS by THYLIAS MOSS IN THE THRIVING SEASON by LISEL MUELLER TIS A LITTLE JOURNEY by ANONYMOUS |
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