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Tuesday, March 4, 2014

LITTLE ONE

Baby rests in mother's arms.
She's entranced with baby's charms.
Baby's dreams are very deep.
Mother now can go to sleep.
Baby rests his weary head.
Mother now can go to bed.



Can you write a poem today about one thing you remember about your Mom?
Happy Marti Gras.
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4 comments:

  1. Joan Y. EdwardsMarch 5, 2014 at 12:24 PM

    Thank you for writing poems and sharing them on your blog.

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    1. JoyMarch 6, 2014 at 3:33 PM

      Hey, Joan.
      Thanks for stopping by and leaving a comment. I hope you like this poem. I liked the image.

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  2. Linda A.March 5, 2014 at 4:02 PM

    Joy,
    I love the line about the mother being entranced by baby's charms. Lovely!

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    1. JoyMarch 6, 2014 at 3:37 PM

      Thanks Linda,
      I wasn't sure if I should start that second line with Mother or She's--but for varieties sake I chose She's. I can remember many a night holding my sons and wondering how something so perfect could have come from me. I think they have grown up rather nicely too.

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