New Baby - Poem by Practicing Poetess
When I first brought you home,
I looked upon
Your pretty little sleeping face
And realised that what I beheld
Was a perfect little package,
A promise being fulfilled,
An empty page on which to write.
And I vowed, then and there,
As you trustingly slept in my arms,
To choose carefully
The words that I would write
Upon that beautiful blank slate.
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