Birth Poem

We each must make the journey into this world. It is a rite of passage.

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This poem has touched me . I am 19 years young and am a new mommy as of Dec. 6th 8:25 pm. :) I can't wait for the many memories my daughter is going to give me through out the many years...

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The Beginning

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Published by Family Friend Poems November 2006 with permission of the Author.

She looks at me with half closed eyes,
As if to pierce my soul.
The sounds she makes are strong and firm
For one just moments old
With skin still soft from life's ordeal
She muscles up a whine
Small fingers reach, yet never touch
But sure they will in time
For life's begun, and all is new
So many things to learn
She's not the first one nor the last
We've each once had our turn.

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  • Tonya by Tonya, Toledo Ohio
  • 14 years ago

This poem has touched me . I am 19 years young and am a new mommy as of Dec. 6th 8:25 pm. :) I can't wait for the many memories my daughter is going to give me through out the many years ahead. I am truely blessed.

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