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Brown-eyed boy's baggy baby britches
"Heh, heh, heh," Change me, Mum
Cool wipes to warm bum; stiffened legs relax, pedal an imaginary bike
Mummy nibble-kisses to raised little fingers; milk and cookies
Johnson's Baby lotion seals the deal; peachy vanilla, mallow fragrance
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Nappy- a British word for diaper
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Marilyn Glover
Poet and editor, writing to uplift humanity; working on her debut poetry collection to be released in 2026.
British American dual citizen living in the States. Mother of four, grandmother of two.
Owner of The Quiet Collective
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Comments (2)
Them pedalling an imaginary bike would always be so funny to me hehehe. Loved your poem!
Ah, those days. I don't miss the brown part...but the wriggling legs and the cuteness? My boys are practically men now! None of that until they have a batch of their own!