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Friday, October 9, 2009

A visit with a friend

Warm and dim,
the room has been
made into a cocoon
for the newest family member.

Seated in her rocking chair,
she holds him to her breast.
Her foot taps out the
rhythm of her rocking
as he suckles.

Rosy skin,
dark hair,
he is naked except for a diaper.
Brown eyes closed.
Attention riveted on the
task at hand.

Into this stillness bursts a child
talking
laughing
demanding the attention she knows
she is due because
she is a big sister now.

One so small.
The other showing us
what he will become.

6 comments:

  1. beautiful poem! I am sure @Frugal_Urban, who I am assuming you were visiting. Will cherish it!

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  2. Beautiful! Write more of these please!

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  3. Oh, you made me cry! Thank you for this, so much.

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  4. Thanks all! I feel so wonderful to have been able to use my words to capture such a special moment. And move a mother.

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  5. aww such a sweet way to express and share the moment.

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