Hushed By a Voice

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Filling my lungs with my first breath starts my cycle of life and death. And startled by life's rakish sounds, my beating heart rapidly pounds. A cool breeze imbues such pleasure it's impossible to measure. And yet, my gaze goes unbroken, my astonishment unspoken. A plethora of sounds abound within this world that I just found. And upon opening my eyes, anxiety fuels my cries. I am hushed by a voice I know, and tears slow to an ebbing flow. I heard it from within the womb as I squirmed and kicked to make room. The voice of my mother-to-be oft sang a lullaby to me. So I close my droopy eyes tight, yawn, and chase sleep into the night.

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Line Gauthier

Date: 3/19/2018 10:24:00 PM

Other than your opening two lines, This is my favourite stanza "I’m hushed by a sweet sound I know and tears slow to an ebbing flow. For it was heard while in the womb singing soft as I kicked for room."

Emile Pinet
Date: 3/20/2018 9:13:00 AM

Thanks Line, your continued support is truly appreciated my friend, Emile.

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 6/23/2017 8:02:00 PM

Lovely tribute to mother and child!

Emile Pinet
Date: 6/24/2017 9:20:00 AM

Thanks Kim, I appreciate your comments and support my friend, Emile.