Birth
A Wonderous occurence,
happiness sent out into the world
in the form of a child.
Life
It flies anew,
from loves sweet embrace
and soars into this great wide earth.
Child
so small and meek and mild,
Needing love and attention
that all shall give.
Parents
Forever caring for their little ones,
Even when they're grown
a neverending circle of warmth and peace.
Author notes
I give permission to 'spamwitch' to print this poem if she so chooses.
I have nothing to say, but congrats, Spamwitch, may your child be healthy, happy, and hyper. And good luck with him when he's at the terrible two's, and even worse, when he is a teenager....Lots of sleepless nights and tough love are ahead. GOOD LUCK!
A contest entry
- My First Born (Contest) by spamwitch.
450 points, ended May 17, 2007, 13 entries
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Aiden was born finally, go to my page to see a pic, or go to http://www.myspace.com/spamwitch1 to see tons of pics.
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OMG HES SO CUTE!!! (this is comin' from someone who thinsk babies are ugly,m too!)
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Sweet
Thank you for this beautiful poem. I need all the luck I can get. Thank you for your permission to print your lovely words.
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Thanks for the compliment. COngrats, and I hope that the baby is healthy, happy, and hyper! hehe.
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Wonderful
What a wonderful devoted poem Allie..
I see much of your awakening pen, your flow is thrilling and well-fitted, same goes for your word usage.
All in all, this is very neat.
Be well,
RD.
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