Infant Newly Born
Life
sweet gift
I
treasure
and unwrap
at crack
of
dawn where
spirits can
be lifted by
golden clouds
upon
a
new born
infant’s cry
that pines
for
mother
earth
Date posted : 16 th June 2021
Contest : Waltz Wave
Judge : Kim Merryman
Copyright © Howard Kerr | Year Posted 2021
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