Pickled Cabbage Superman Part Twelve - Pickled Cabbage and the Witch
My Baby Nunu
Category: Poetry Added Time: January 13, 2011 1:35:21 PM Source: Admin Clicks: 35
God has blessed me with a baby Nunu
She calls me mom
She has tender cheeks
She has soft hair
When I come home from work
She will bring me a little stool
So I can sit down quickly
My little Nunu
She loves to act coquettishly in front of me
She wants me to hold her whenever she sees me
Every time this happens
I feel so powerful
And even more so, happy
She always holds a toy doll in her hands
She talks to herself while feeding the doll
And rocking the doll to sleep
She loves watching Snow White
And also Cinderella
In front of her
Everything is so pure
Everything is so kind
My little Nunu
She will grow up gradually
Growing eyes like mine
Nose like her dad's
Blossoming into a beautiful young lady
Finding a partner and bringing them home
Then still calling me mom
One day, when I am sixty
My Nunu will support me
Sitting under the sun
Nunu will massage my legs
Nunu will pat my back
Nunu will accompany me to sleep
My life
Because of Nunu
Feels happy and perfect