Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Awaiting the Beckon

Basked as she in warmth
the love gave it all
Amateur was she to the world
and the world meant nothing
for draped was her tiny self in my arms,
so tender yet strong
she lay there,
snooping on my heart beat
and slept in dreams
oh, she was so tiny
and beautiful
and I can't miss a moment
for only she knows
when she will call me ma

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