Tiny Hands Poem by Clive Blake

Tiny Hands



Tiny hands and tiny feet,
You're so very small and neat,
Your little life, now just begun,
Our heart's you have already won,
Your lovely new-born baby smell,
We are truly under your spell.

Tiny feet and tiny hands,
You are the centre of our plans,
You look so perfect lying there,
We cannot help but gaze and stare,
You look so peaceful when asleep,
You have made our dreams complete.

Tiny Hands
Tuesday, March 22, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: mother,future,baby,babyhood,parent,parenthood,mother and child,child,parents,parenting,childhood,life
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This poem is included in Clive Blake's Book/eBook 'Clive's Uni-Verse - A Cornishman's take on life', published in Jan 2022 by Olympia Publishers.
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