Living
Baby's Ways
From In My Nursery (1890)
Living
Toddle, toddle, waddle, waddle,
On her little pinky toes.
Stumble, stumble, pitch and tumble,
That's the way the baby goes.
Prattle, prattle, rattle, rattle,
Little shouts and little shrieks,
Tears, with laughter coming after,
That's the way the baby speaks.
Playing, toying, still enjoying
Every sweet that Nature gives.
Smiling, weeping, waking, sleeping,
That's the way the baby lives.
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MLA
Richards, Laura E. “Baby's Ways.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/richards_l/35/.
Chicago
Richards, Laura E. “Baby's Ways.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/richards_l/35/.
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