The Baby's Laugh Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

The Baby's Laugh



She brought flowers to the garden,
water to the pond
Fresh stripes to line the zebra's back,
and melody to song

A background to the rising sun,
brush strokes to the paint
New breath to hold the baby's laugh
—and love to cure the hate

(St. David's Pennsylvania: January,2020)

Friday, January 10, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: creation
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