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A Baby Is a Bundle

A baby is a bundle of jangling receptors a limb-wiggling curiosity machine Equipped to record and retain every sensation with nodes and neurons labyrinthine We watch her nap and feed pray she gets the sleep she needs While deep inside her, a learning explosion moves mighty mountains, fills vast oceans

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Date: 3/24/2023 7:50:00 PM
As a mother of three, I find this beautiful. Your line,"pray she gets the sleep she needs" could come before, pray mommy does too. "a learning explosion" what a great way to describe what goes on over and over in a young brain and hopefully as that brain ages too. One can always have small explosions. What a nice poem Gershon.
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Gershon Wolf
Date: 3/25/2023 9:27:00 PM
Thank you, Marikate. I truly am fascinated by babies. Too bad I only had four of my own. (Wanted 10; oh, well).
Date: 3/13/2023 7:27:00 PM
All the potential inside that little bundle!
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Date: 3/13/2023 10:47:00 AM
How true this is, GW… Last line is my Fav. Pangie
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Date: 3/13/2023 10:42:00 AM
Hello Gershon, a baby is a bundle of joy. The baby will have a lot to learn. Enjoy your day my friend.
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Date: 3/13/2023 8:05:00 AM
Well written you son of a sage:) They gobble up information quicker than a frog eats a fly. have a great day, GW.
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Date: 3/13/2023 1:48:00 AM
wonderful penning, i adore the thoughful conclusion, so enjoyable, thanks yann
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Date: 3/12/2023 9:03:00 PM
A beautiful innocent bundle of joy. A miracle of birth. what could be awesome than that. Thank you, Gershon. Your poem brought another smile to my face.
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Gershon Wolf
Date: 3/12/2023 9:12:00 PM
Endless fascination, babies are (at least to me)... Glad to hear about that smile, Belle. Keep smiling now, Gershon

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