Harry Haigh

(Queensbury, New York)

Truth Is... - Poem by Harry Haigh

A first glimpse of a newborn child,
Adapting to a different life.
A baby's smiling, wordless sounds,
Responding to a parent's voice.
The sweet smell of an infant's hair,
Held while raveling sleep's cobwebs.
A toddler's questioning, backward glance,
As a world's limits expand.
A youth's wide eyes and arched eyebrow,
For concepts newly visualized.

Unsung, unheralded happenings;
All these things, and many more,
Performed a billion times today...
And tomorrow, as before.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003

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