Baby in a basket

There was a

black and white

baby

in a basket

wrapped in a

doll’s

blue

blanket

on the beach

whimpering

whining

ever so lonely

crying

yearning

for its mother

I looked down

into this basket

sitting

on the warm beach sand

on a cooling day

palm tree fanning

above

to a bundle of joy

not of the ‘human kind’

this one would never curse me

betray me

nor talk back

it had a mind and heart

made entirely out of selfless love

generosity

kindness

agreement

cooperation

I looked into its sweet little eyes

and it was love at first sight

I stuck my face down

it licked my nose

mouth and face

and in that instant

of time

he became

part of my reason for living

forever mine to keep

to pet

feed

play with

heal when sick

to love

and give

all my attention and devotion

My heart would not allow me to abandon

this poor innocent living soul

for I knew it would soon perish

without me

and that I was its last hope

there on the sands

I knew it wouldn’t last out the night

I looked left to right and found there was

no one on this wide beach searching for this

wonderful

baby in a basket!

How could this be?

It was sacrilege!

who left this angel

to fate?

yes

who with a soul would abandon

this gift from god above?

some evil demon

a heartless

fool

deserving hanging!

but this devil

left pure love

in my hands

he was to be

my new

JOY!

JOY!

JOY!

on earth

he was to belong to me

alone

as the sun went down

I knew

I was to become

a new mother

to this lovely furry creature

this darling

of mine

a barely weaned

puppy was

my ‘Bubba’

to be

(I couldn’t think of a ‘fitting’ name, so my step daughter’s friend Aimie named him ‘Bubba’ the next day!)

my darling

friend

companion

soulmate

my animal son

(I have another ‘animal son’ who was also orphaned brought to me by my step daughter on her way home from school, but he’s a cat I named ‘little boy’ who follows me around the house)

the son I never had

that I was also to become a father

to

this happy go lucky

playful gentle soul

who instantly repaid me for all evil on earth

ever

done to me by man, woman

and child

combined

since the day I was born

I would not hesitate to give my life

to protect

to look after

and take care of

him for

all his live

long

days

on earth

when I got him home

I fed him his first

soft food

which

even though

he wasn’t completely

weaned

he ate of it

and filled his belly

and my soul

full

of

happiness

and contentment

I will forever

be thankful for

and

cherish

my

‘Bubba’

my dear

boy

I saved

should I give

heartfelt thanks

to

this cruel fiend

who

bequeathed

my baby in

a basket?

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Author: Steven Humphreys

I have long been married and currently write posts every day about health and wellness and poetry. I have authored several books currently for sale at the popular outlets. I hope you like my blog finding my articles informative as well as entertaining. Feel free to let me know what you think. You can read more 'about me' on this site. Thanks for stopping by!

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