Out of grandpa’s secured arms

 Baby's on move with granny, 

from a busy city to d' countryside

with an amusing pristine pram,

for an invigorating pram ride

Lake looks like a baby hermit,

it’s grandpa’s lake-view home

birds chirping in dulcet tone,

nonstop in d’ dusk and dawn

Soft sunshine sneaks through

crevices in d’ compound wall

curiously calm an ambiance,

not a bit of annoyance at all

Compel her to sleep for long,

no soft swaddling cloth wraps

to be fastened to her bottom

no diapers with sticky straps,

No poko-pants, bulky pads,

she rather loves to lie naked

too gawky the hooded towels,

and bolsters beneath the head

A bubble bath in her rosy tub,

pleasing, miss it by no chance

to flap hands, splash d' water

swerve legs as in a rain dance

Won’t roll from back to belly,

no arms assisted head lifting

 stretch of legs for hasty kicks,

crawling no more interesting

No swipes for drooping dolls,

creeping cockroach her focus

 giggles with d' spread of arms, 

sit, get up, babble d’ approach

Mashed apple, banana shake,

routine items, no more relish

Grandpa eats yummy dishes,

to take a bite she also wishes

He touches her watery tongue,

grandma shouts to make a fuss

to break d' monotony a little,

not counted, a fault grievous

Erupting teeth cause jaw-ache,

wish to chew something hard

the cute toys, or own tiny toes,

or d' shred tail of a tiny lizard

Mouth d’ destination, a sensor,

to put things in, assess d' taste

mysterious things noticed here,

attempts to evaluate to her best

Not to drench in drizzling rain,

get a running nose, throat ache

no outing in sizzling summer,

garments soak in sticky sweat

With her woolen pullovers on,

feels congenial, prefers to loiter,

pram rolls on, on a silent road

in d' balmy breeze of cool winter

Birds’ tussle, squirrels’ gossip

crows’ crowing, cuckoos' coo

swirling butterflies, whirling bee

spot, adore, a nice venture to do

Turn head in slow motion, see,

lush greenery, nature’s beauty

d' eyelids droop and go asleep,

a mute venue, no crowded city

dislike d' crowd, noisy locus,

scared of darkness, temple bells

no wish to visit shopping malls,

to get trapped in d’ shunned hell

Love trips in a stunning stroller,

d' park full of exciting wonders

placid climate, melodic campus,

a lovely world, truly to discover

Parents buy all d' lavish items,

handy, disposable, convenient

grand adieu to grandpa’s place

least bothered for a better spent

Daily needed articles in excess

d' diapers, wipes, cream, sipper

smooth slender spoon for feeds,

baby blanket, mini nail trimmer

My snug stroller, so spacious,

with a cozy canopy overhead

Sun, rain, dew, I don’t bother,

for a short nap, in way ahead

A rigid no for feeding bottles,

no packed food from d' market

 baby brush and paste for me,

teach me tricks using d' toilet

Grandpa calls me a brave heart,

takes along for a poolside stroll

see a sunset, fish hunt of cranes,

mice peep from d' row of holes

Grazing cows, d' baby calves,

hen-chicks in d' hatchery farm

I wriggle, excited to jump out,

out of grandpa’s secured arms