I Am Born

I am born 
Newly arrived 
Blood stained, heart racing 
Trembling naked before the world, 
These strange surroundings. 


              W.A CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly. 2013
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Romios Avatar
March 2, 2019 at 2:17 PM
Love it. To think we were all babies once. And here we are in awe! Panagiota ))) Let's hope other babies are given the same chance at life to be poets.
Rodrigues Avatar
February 28, 2019 at 6:12 PM
Yes, and how we do experience that strangeness in each new situation thereafter.
Wolf Avatar
February 26, 2019 at 2:26 PM
Perfectly captured ---just what a babe would say, could he/she speak or write. Bravo! ~ gw
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