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The first kiss of love's bliss-
   could lips be soft like this

Our first-born's finger-nails,tiny-
  growing a bond,none can un-free

The first word of  child,so small-
   begins a never-ending call

That first moment of re-born life-
   birthing a wholeness,free from strife

The first picture in my mind-
  ignites experiences,of a spiritual kind

The first poem,on paper penned-
  that was to bring many mutual friends

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Date: 7/24/2009 7:03:00 AM
A great write from top to bottom. There are no flaws with this poem one word perfect great job on this poem .
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Date: 7/11/2009 1:43:00 PM
Brian,... your poesy is filled with ecstasy,..delight,..TY for sharing this with the likes of I dear friend !!! james
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Date: 7/10/2009 1:03:00 PM
this is enchanting, and now in my favorites
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Date: 7/10/2009 11:32:00 AM
Oh my...the tenderness in this lovely piece has such softness. This is a wonderful reflection of love and joy...that comes from deep inside the heart. Quite charming... Love, Carrie
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Date: 7/10/2009 9:44:00 AM
i love this type of writing you gave us today,different and so beautiful-i love the memories of the moment Brian--charma
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Date: 7/10/2009 6:35:00 AM
so sweet..such need an "e" on like line two. Light & Love
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