Nette Onclaud Poet Verse

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Gift of Time

On  the edge of soft twilight

Before all else greet morn's dew...

I wrap you 'round my bosom

And allow this gift of hours

To savor love-coos, just mine;

Drinking deeply your fresh songs

A pleasure newborn babe grants.



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Constance La France's Contest
HM's and NA's October 2020 Poetry 
Submitted 11/2/2020

Written 10/29/2020  Judged 11/1/2020
For 49ER Contest ~ N/A
~edited syl count via how manysyllabes

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Joe Maverick March 28, 2023 at 11:52 PM Hi Nette, great observation and Reflection here ' hope you are Doing ok ?

Paula Goldsmith July 13, 2021 at 1:16 PM A "Wonderful" write and picture. A new baby from God. Have a blessed day...............

Tom Cunningham October 30, 2020 at 11:41 AM A beautiful scene youve created Nette. Hope you're well Tom

Silent One October 30, 2020 at 10:01 AM This is lovely and something I've experienced twice...

Vijay Pandit October 30, 2020 at 6:00 AM Beautiful coos in this loving scene--wonderful write, Nette.