Claire
Claire was their new baby sister
Whispers and Peaches at the top of the stairs
Listening for any slight cooing
that came through her door unawares
Never crying not even a whimper
“A Good Baby” their mother had claimed
“I wonder what she said about us
as her family we must be the same?”
It was almost time for her feeding
as their mom came 2 steps at a time
And then said “Would you both like to watch”
I’m quite sure little Claire wouldn’t mind
They sat there in quiet amazement
their new sister now getting her fill
And in sharing the joy of contentment
her 2 siblings — pure wonder instilled
(Rymes From The Nursery: May, 2026)
Whispers Peaches & Claire (#3)
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