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A first glimpse of a newborn child,
Adapting to a different life.
A baby's smiling, wordless sounds,
Responding to a parent's voice.
...

I stood alone... you in your cot.
I rode the stars...you felt it not.
Your mind unable to comprehend,
Oblivious of my presence there.
...

Snared within its spidery web,
Back and forth we gently sway,
Your little head upon my arm
Oblivious of the passing day,
...

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A first glimpse of a newborn child,
Adapting to a different life.
A baby's smiling, wordless sounds,
Responding to a parent's voice.
The sweet smell of an infant's hair,
Held while raveling sleep's cobwebs.
A toddler's questioning, backward glance,
As a world's limits expand.
A youth's wide eyes and arched eyebrow,
For concepts newly visualized.

Unsung, unheralded happenings;
All these things, and many more,
Performed a billion times today...
And tomorrow, as before.

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