The peace of the creche withered and died
as medicine was served and the baby cried
Defiant and angry, her dummy spat out,
the childling began to scream and shout.
Her eyes became puffy, her face ruby red,
this raucous commotion very soon spread.
to the nearby cots where her friends laid
who soon joined in the rumpus she made.
The ruckus increased and rattles were thrown,
nurse just looked on, bemused by the tone.
She watched as they all screamed out and yelled,
the medicine dose in her hand, still held.
the riot went on till their faces turned blue,
breath became shortened and tears ran anew,
for their cots were now void of rattles and toys,
when tantrums took over amongst all the noise.
nurse patiently awaited for calm to return,
such tantrums and tempers are no great concern
puffy eyed and still pink, tears finally slowed
now the medicine will at last be bestowed.
Adding your comment:
This is all too realistic, Ann. The perpetual nearly nonstop ruckus. 
