1O.x · LOGOSPHERE · LYRICS · POEM 019 / 167

Baby

B-A-B-Y,
And I don’t know why,
I call you Baby,

A Babe you are,
And so young you are,
But yet too old for me.

Matters not of my knowing,
But only that of my sowing,
And by End,
I too am you Baby…

Be blessed for your babbles be me.