It's dark and Baby's fast asleep until morning when he wakes he will play with his toys and animal friend his little teddy bear who's so soft and cuddly to the touch with a very loving smile and pretty dark brown eyes will keep Baby happy for a while.
Then Baby puts it down again picking up his little rattle when it shakes it makes loud noises that makes him very happy Baby then looks around his cot he looks for something new he sees a shiny spinning top as he pushes the little handle it plays a lovely tune.
The day goes by, he's getting tired it's time to go to bed he'll sleep and dream of cuddly toys until morning comes again.
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Posted: Dec 2012
About this poem:
What goes through the mind of a little baby in a nursery, it is Baby's little poem, My Baby's Nursery. this was written for a boy baby by changing a few words it can also reflect a girl Baby. My only child's poem.
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