Memories of a Moment
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
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