Poetry Day: Baby Babble

(Guess we know what was going on when I wrote this poem.)

Nonsense noises

And makeshift words

They use to talk to us

A patchwork language

That only they can know

Adorable and frustrating

With tantrums on the rise

Adding screams into the mix

You push for words

And clear descriptions

So you no longer have to guess

But you missed a flaw

The downside of your plan

For now your child can talk

Let the sassing back begin

About Charles Yallowitz