NEWBORN
I move, I stretch,
I’m warm,
I yawn.
The face hovers over my head,
Peering down at me,
And the voice I know
Says she loves me so.
~~~~
Image: serenity1978 – Photobucket.com
©DGA 12.04.2011 17:47
NEWBORN
I move, I stretch,
I’m warm,
I yawn.
The face hovers over my head,
Peering down at me,
And the voice I know
Says she loves me so.
~~~~
Image: serenity1978 – Photobucket.com
©DGA 12.04.2011 17:47
I am a middle-aged South African woman, living in Johannesburg. I began writing poetry towards the end of May 2010. I love animals – sometimes more than people! I am back after a break. Thanks for still being here, if you are! Missed you! xxx
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13/04/2011 at 4:24 am
Aww, sweet poem.
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13/04/2011 at 4:37 am
Thanks, Letterz, for the visit and comment. 🙂
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13/04/2011 at 4:27 am
So sweet.
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13/04/2011 at 4:39 am
Aww, thanks Cindy. 🙂
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13/04/2011 at 4:30 am
I made a cradle like that out of good knotty pine when my son was born. It had a star instead of a heart. “Circumstances” forced me to leave when he was 18 months old. I never knew what happened to it.
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13/04/2011 at 4:40 am
That is sad Carl. I think we leave something of ourselves in our creations.
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13/04/2011 at 4:37 am
Very sweet, Denise.
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13/04/2011 at 4:41 am
Thank you, Nancy. 😀
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13/04/2011 at 4:41 am
cute image…
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13/04/2011 at 4:43 am
Thanks for the visit and comment, Jingle. 🙂
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13/04/2011 at 5:09 am
This greymatterlife.com is awsome. Keep posting buddy !
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13/04/2011 at 6:31 am
Glad you liked it, Jendryy.
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13/04/2011 at 6:12 am
Lovely, Adeeyoyo. Bb
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13/04/2011 at 6:29 am
Thank you, Bb. 🙂
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13/04/2011 at 6:36 am
lovely, the safety of a baby’s world where mum is everythiing
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13/04/2011 at 6:57 am
Yes, it is… 🙂
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13/04/2011 at 8:57 am
This is lovely.
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14/05/2011 at 2:20 am
Thanks Tilly
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13/04/2011 at 3:00 pm
Tremendous, Adeeyoyo. Really elemental: it brought me straight back to the moment I first looked at my daughter…
Thank you.
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14/05/2011 at 2:21 am
I’m so glad you liked it, Kate.
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13/04/2011 at 3:51 pm
smiles. nice capture of the first moments…he’s been hearing that voice for some time i am sure…
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14/05/2011 at 2:21 am
Oh, yes, Brian…
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13/04/2011 at 11:13 pm
That resonates with an even we are expecting within a few weeks.
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14/05/2011 at 2:23 am
That’s lovely, Col. 🙂
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14/04/2011 at 2:36 am
I love a good baby poem adeeyoyo 🙂 and the rocking cradle is the perfect accompaniment – thanks!
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14/05/2011 at 2:24 am
Isn’t it beautiful 😀
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14/04/2011 at 11:19 am
I love the graphic you’ve got there – it’s so cute. I Love newborn babies – is there anything more adorable? Lovely poem.
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14/05/2011 at 2:26 am
And the smell of a baby is so gorgeous too!
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26/04/2011 at 7:54 pm
Lovely, it has the feel of a Haiku to it. Short, powerful statement.
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14/05/2011 at 2:26 am
Thanks, Tillie.
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27/04/2011 at 12:17 pm
I see you’ve not posted in a while. Hope everything’s okay?
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14/05/2011 at 2:29 am
Thanks, Tilly. Been in the wars again – thigh snapped across right through just above knee replacement so now have external contraption screwed into uppper and lower leg and plate inside. Recuperating slowly.
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13/05/2011 at 8:34 pm
That resonates, seeing our new arrival!
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14/05/2011 at 2:30 am
Congratulations, Col. 😀
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13/05/2011 at 8:35 pm
Even more, I mean!
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14/05/2011 at 2:31 am
Wonderful news – I’m so happy for you!
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