My baby

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MY BABY The Dinosaur perceived it to be an inconspicuous insect; a small speck of dirt lying sprawled amongst infinite others of its kind, The red ants on the floor perceived it to be a colossal mountain; with black roots on its summit, The clouds hovering in the cosmos perceived it to be; a passing draught of placid wind, The yellow beaked birds floating in the pond; perceived it to be a flimsy fledgling having just hatched out, The ominous reptiles slithering in unchopped meadows of grass; perceived it to be a gigantic worm with bulging eyes, The fiery body of sun in the sky; perceived it to a hindrance; irascibly blocking its scintillating rays, The rustic chimpanzees perched high on the trees; perceived it to be a tiny inclusion into their vivacious tribe, The chameleon transgressing through the incongruous bushes; perceived it to be a gargantuan mosquito; impossible to be gobbled, The stray dogs philandering through the desolate streets; perceived it to be a chunk of sumptuous chicken; the very sight of which made them profusely slaver at their mouths, The obstreperously humming bees in their cat combed hives; perceived it to be an organism of their fraternity; when it incessantly cried, The monstrous sharks in the deep ocean; perceived it to be a fragile and sticky tadpole; without its tail, The discordantly buzzing mosquitoes; perceived it to be a blend of rich flesh and blood; a rare treat to encounter once in a while, The silver spider entwined within the intricate threads of its web; perceived it to be a crusader; who could squelch its dwelling at any moment, The squirrels wandering through the meandering burrows; perceived it to be a sumptuous nut; soft and supple to nibble,


The diabolically toothed alligator in the swampy marshes; perceived it to be crunchy bread for breakfast, The pigs ambling languidly on the streets; perceived it to be a sophisticated bundle of scented garbage, The rats trespassing through the floors at night; perceived it to be a freshly prepared conglomerate of food, The creator who evolved him from my womb; perceived him to be a human being; a tangible entity out of the millions he had created, While I perceived " MY BABY"; to be the most beautiful person in this world; the most priceless treasure ever existing on this planet; Yes your guess is as good as mine; for I was none other than his mother.


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