New Life
You were just a speck
A single cell among millions
Now I cradle you
Marveling at each perfect
tiny finger and toe
Who would have believed
That out of obscurity,
miniscule matter
life is created
A child is born.
Sunday, October 7, 2012
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3 comments:
So true! On my mind right now.
Kim, I think this is my favorite of your poems so far. I almost started crying! (maybe that means I need to have another baby.) Go figure, your poem would have that kind of effect on people! :)
Sweet insights on the miracle of life.
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