Moisture from my lips
May you drink on your own
Food I first give
May you later find

Child in my arms
May you cradle another
Stumbling steps held
May you build bridges

Awakening eyes
Gaze lovingly around
First sensations
Delight and astound

Gifts of life
Bestowed and endowed
Moving in wonder
Embraced in love

Copyright 2013, Cheryl-Dean Thompson, All rights reserved.
Posted in Autumn.

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