Walking The Baby Early Morning

early morning when the sun
shines mildly still behind the
green trees when the dew
still hangs on the blades of
the grass when the road is
still wet with the rain last
night

it is at this moment when
you walk the baby and you
hold his hand and you hear
him giggle

such a lovely picture of love
and a new beginning.......

poem by Ric S. BastasaReport problemRelated quotes
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