Treasure Island

R.K. Cowles

(12/31/1968 / hudson falls, new york)

Tears of Joy


That first glimps of what I have propogated
with my love
From months of physical discomfort
brings emotional tingle
That first glimpse of that diminutive, immaculate life
that I have nurtured within me
I assuagement from presentiment
of this new existence's health
That first glimpse of what I have thrusted upon this world
that breathed new life into my vitality
that I was lacking
I have been given this joyous moment
from that first glimpse
That is now has a portion of me
that have made me complete

Submitted: Monday, December 23, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, December 24, 2013

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