My Baby

That day, Lady Capulet give birth to her

Juliet cried and then slept on my arms

From then, I fed her with my own breast

She grew up fast together with my baby, who didn’t last long

God bless you Susan. Years had gone, but I’ll never forget

A sunny day, you were away

My husband and I, we stayed back to watch Juliet

And then she ran by, tripped, fell to her face

My husband came to pick her up, and she was crying very hard

He laughed and made a funny joke, “Dost thou fall upon thy face,

Thou wilt fall backward when thou hast more wit, wilt thou not, Jule?”

That day, eleven years gone by, but I will keep play that again

Very soon, my baby would be fourteen

Then, she would get marry

My baby would be a lady, mature, not a little kid

She will give birth to another child, like you

I’ll care for the child

Just like I did with Juliet

Feeding from my own breast

And raising the child up, every day, until he would get married

I will retired then

I’m honored for the time I take care of Capulets