A Tender Touch
Dimpled cheeks tearless eyes
pouting lips beguiling smile
the scent of talcum powder blue
breath as fresh as the morning dew.
Tiny hands open up to light
warm and soft a baby's eyes
a single curl around fingers mother twirls
and wonders at this mystery untold.
Blessed is one who receives this gift
a child a love so tender and rich
filling hearts with wonder and joy
of fathers and mothers___be it girl or boy
Copyright © Margaret Okubo | Year Posted 2007
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