Two years ago
I stared thru glass
mesmorized by your arms and legs
long black hair
and perfectness.
I watched the nurse
scrub your skin
and measure your length.
Except for a diaper
your were naked,
eyes still closed
but eager to begin
life.
Amazing.
(obviously written January 18)
2 comments:
Nice job, I'll read it to him when he gets up from his "nap"
Laurie, very nice birthday poem!
Carol
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