Babble is such a delicious word. A great word to describe meaningless noise that reverberates from the human mouth. As always you have managed to pick a subject that is rarely written about in the poetic sense and put your own original slant on it. Much love Milly x
Thanks Milly, this poem was inspired by our two year old grandson Westley, who has been slow to speak more than one word at a time. My wife was at their home a few days ago, and Westley was babbling, when Lil told me; I rejoiced, thanking God for answered prayer. I said to Lil, that he was talking "Baby Talk", his own language. Hugs, Ken.
I like this Ken. The introduction to the theme, leading into the cleverly hidden twist - babble. Yes, babies do this best and are as cute as anything. As for their nappies, we can forgive them for that gooey aroma.
Nice piece, Ken with lovely internal rhyme.