Infant sorrow_poem

Infant sorrow



My mother groaned,

my father wept

Into the dangerous world I leapt

Helpless, naked, piping loud

Like a friend hid in a cloud

Struggling in my father's hands

Striving against my swaddling-bands

Bound and weary, I thought best

To sulk upon my mother's breast

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