Walt Whitman

(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892 / New York / United States)

Mother And Babe



I SEE the sleeping babe, nestling the breast of its mother;
The sleeping mother and babe--hush'd, I study them long and long.

Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

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  • Sylva Portoian (11/27/2009 9:06:00 AM)

    I never knew that Whitman wrote about babe
    He was sensative man.
    He did not have a babe,
    I wish he had an only one! (Report) Reply

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