Babes In Arms Poem by Patti Masterman
Babes In Arms
Babes in arms were never known
To stay so small and sweet
And true, they always grow like weeds;
It's quite an astonishing feat.
Babes in arms were never known
To stay your babe, forever
They grow up fast as everything
While maternal arms get severed.
Babes in arms were never known
To stay fixed in place, like words:
Their flapping hands turn into wings
As they take to the sky, like birds.
Absolutely right Patti, babes in arms just grow too quickly....
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 2:35:33 AM # 1.0.0.1119
so very true pat good write 10