A Babe's Rose-Cheeked Pride Poem by james watkin

A Babe's Rose-Cheeked Pride



New-born poet's fancies!
To a few, favoured!
What for a close, cloud-enswathed
Lyre-played fawning
Imprints, for its leavetaking;
Heaven's, Earth-poured;

This 'kisses for blessing';
Pink cheeks now confide.
The telltale hallmarks of such
Pre-natal esteem.
Transferred to kin, as keen.
Crib, curtained, beside.

Sunday, May 1, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: baby
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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