Small hands, small feet,
So tender, so sweet.
Closed eyes, no sound,
Will you please come around?
Then suddenly, like an engine starting,
Your breaths and cries come without parting.
A clean, beautiful, unmarked slate,
Like a polished white porcelain plate.
A mind, empty, only for now,
Ready to be filled with the why's and the how's.
A new life, a new beginning,
A warm and playful infant grinning.
YOU ARE READING
A Touch of Wonder
PoetryA book of poetry filled with thoughts, experiences, and emotions. "As I walk down the slippery street, My face streaming with tears, The sadness can barely be sustained. But you suddenly kiss away my fears, My dear umbrella in the rain."
