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My child

My child… My child newborn Feels earthly warmth My joy abounds. My child now young Hears yes, no, maybe My sky’s the limit. My child gains stature Sees viewpoints, images, illusions My world surrounds. My child still cautious Speaks mirrored words My heart swoons. My child reaches wider Investigates with why My brain electrifies. My child examines afar Investigates with why My being sparkles. My child now wiser Thinks balanced wants more My presence explores. My child grows adult Remembers related times My love abounds. September 18, 2020 For Piipar and Robert

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Date: 11/18/2020 7:12:00 PM
The world we live in is active, constantly changing. We are at home when we acknowledge and accept this reality in our own lives, and when we rejoice when we observe it in the lives of those we love. I really "got" this poem.
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Date: 11/18/2020 2:50:00 PM
Hello Jeannie, This is a lovely poem. Regardless of one's age, I think everyone has an inner child. In order to love and accept one's self, I think it is necessary to connect with one's child. Here you beautifully chart it's evolving nature. Thank you for sharing this!
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Date: 10/21/2020 7:40:00 PM
Thanks for sharing this, celebrating motherhood in your poetic way. God bless you.
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