Reclaiming His Childhood
Part 3: You'll Always Be My Baby
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Come, dear Spike
It's time for bed
You'll look fabulous
In these clothes I've thread
The first is white and oh so soft
My Cutie Mark embroidered upon it
It's the comfiest diaper ever made
I assure you it'll be a perfect fit
Now lie upon your back
so I may put this garment upon you
Through your tail and around your waist
You look adorable, Spikey Pooh
Oh how your cheeks are now the most delightful shade of red
It is truly most becoming
But it'll take more than just a diaper
to keep you warm until the morning
The next item is a onesie
It's color pastel blue
A baby phoenix sewn upon it
and a hole for your little tail, too
Raise your arms
as I slide you into the top
And now raise your legs
so I may fasten it with a slight snap and a pop
Oh, you look so cute
my darling, Spikey Boo
But Rarity's not done yet
I've still got more clothes just for you
Footie pajamas
made of minky colored purple and white
Let's get you in and zip you up
Hopefully the fit isn't too tight
That's all the clothes I have
save for but one more thing
It's a special amulet around your neck
that includes a sapphire tipped pacifier ring
Oh just look at you, darling
You're doing that cute little waddle
Wait here for just a moment
as Ms. Rarity gets you a bottle
Safely held upon my lap
I hold you as you suckle
The cute little noises you make
I gently kiss you as I chuckle
Fill that tummy up
with warm milk as you nurse
Now up over my shoulder to burp
so your little tummy doesn't burst
Now lie on my lap
my sweet Spikey-Wikey
Close your little emerald eyes
as I bring over your blankie
So tired you are
Let me sing and rock you to sleep
Surely this is nicer
than being at home counting sheep
Back and forth
Coo and hum
Your safe with me
as I gently pat your cute little bum
Now off to bed
It's our little secret
You'll always be my baby
no matter how old you ever get
Author's Note
Written for fun as a way to express self emotions through the character to whom I relate with most, Spike
This is in no way meant to be canon. Nor is it a work in which was done for more than a way to channel feelings I had through Spike and shipping of Rarity and Spike
Critique is welcome. There are likely some typos with some of the poems not exactly being so poetic.
If you read please enjoy it for the Slice of Life / Self Understanding / Emotional Relation Through Characters it is meant to be.
Thanks to anyone who reads this series of random works. Perhaps someone else may be able to relate though them as I related through writing them?
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