“Baby!” my niece says.
Knee high
to a wee Acridid,
in complete adoration,
she says:

“It is a baby,
and, child,
you’re almost too,
(in more ways
than in one).
Precocious neonate,
Avuncular doting transcends thee.
It is my job.”



Poem taken from the 2021 edition of Artos, the literary journal of Bethlehem College & Seminary students.