Quad

Baby dolls –

They’re such a joy

They made me into the mother I am..

I cradled his head 

I rocked him to sleep

His head didn’t move, 

But I helped him turn,

So he could feel real

I fed him a bottle,

It never dried up

I gave him a new diaper,

And threw away the old

His arms were always soft, 

They were never hard to carry.

They were never hard at all.

He flopped, he fell

He was helpless 

Unless I was there 

Baby dolls – 

I never knew what they were training me for

I never thought,

A real baby could feel like a doll

My baby girl – she’s sometimes quad 

Her head, it flops

Her limbs aren’t hard

I cradle her head, I make sure it doesn’t flop

Her arms are always soft

Yet she has what my baby doll didn’t

Her eyes, they’re wet with tears

Her mouth falls open – she can’t control it

The drool slides

Her eyes squeeze shut

And she waits until I come near

Quad – it’s like my baby doll

It’s a mix of signals, 

It’s like she forgets she’s alive 

Don’t be afraid – I don’t mean to be dark

I simply mean to say what’s real

I hold her, I rock her 

I stroke her tears away

Her fingers, they start moving

A smile lights up her face

I’m here again, mama, don’t worry

I’m real, I’m not a baby doll

I love you more than he ever could.