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New Baby
watching you breathe in life tiny gasps of air clutching fists in the air I watch with awe as you learn to live Do you remember swimming in a sea of safety Do you remember the songs that I sang in secret to you when all was quiet I held you under my heart and our souls connected I stroke a finger along a silky skin made soft from floating in that precious love within my being As those clutching fingers find my own I realize that you are much more than my newborn child you are the answer to the ageless eternal search for the meaning of life Connie Whiting Copyright 1997 |
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