Jo Ann Zsilavetz


Baby's Breath - Poem by Jo Ann Zsilavetz

“It’s not flesh and blood, but heart which makes us fathers and sons” Johann von Schiller

Caressing soft blanket
Warmth spreads
Beneath her breast
Baby’s breath
With tender touches

Rocking gently
Joy spills tears
Baby’s breath
Beneath her chest
Is heaven scent

Window lace drawn
Her eyes glitter
Baby’s breath
Against her neck
In rhyme with hearts together

Nightingale sings
Crescent moon shinning
Baby’s breath
Beneath her chest
In her arms asleep

It’s not flesh and blood, but heart which makes us mother & babe.


(June 2011)


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 3, 2011

Poem Edited: Monday, July 25, 2011


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