I liked this poem about new babies... I took off my watch when labor began. For weeks there was only time of cries and breezes only the time of iris bloom. The day was spring and so was the hour. The minute was milk and the feeling. Days turned over and over, like a chorus of lull, hush, and swaddle. Pins fastening, unfastening and slow closing of fontanels. I was in love with fists and knuckles. It was surrender as total as a country under white flags taken over by legions of peace. ~Joan Logghe
Something to look forward to.....
Oops.http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dh1FUeIsQrQ&eurl=http://sportsillustrated.cnn.com/2008/extramustard/07/22/american-wags-quiz/index.html
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I liked this poem about new babies...
I took off my watch
when labor began.
For weeks there was only
time of cries and breezes
only the time of iris bloom.
The day was spring
and so was the hour.
The minute was milk
and the feeling.
Days turned over
and over, like a chorus
of lull, hush, and swaddle.
Pins fastening,
unfastening and slow
closing of fontanels.
I was in love with fists
and knuckles.
It was surrender
as total as a country
under white flags
taken over by
legions of peace.
~Joan Logghe
Something to look forward to.....
Oops.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dh1FUeIsQrQ&eurl=http://sportsillustrated.cnn.com/2008/extramustard/07/22/american-wags-quiz/index.html
You are a true blogger! Blogging thru the labor pains? I love it!
Post a Comment