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New Life Gives Hope

So tiny with delicate features Bald on top like an older man with a ring of dark hair on the sides and back Long thin fingers which are very cold even turned blue There lies a surgeon or psychiatrist Not a bomber pilot Maybe a modern farmer who feeds humanity Within this child I see hope Where at times I don't feel that there is any Left in this world of lost causes Hope for a world filled with love A world with tolerance, understanding A world so different from what is in the here and now

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Anne Rutherford

Date: 4/30/2011 5:00:00 AM

Sara this is wonderful , life nothing better than a new born. you captured all the dreams in this poems. superb. Anne

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 4/27/2011 4:52:00 PM

wonderful to look and see the many possibilities. Very postive and very nicely crafted poem.

Anthony Nutter

Date: 4/25/2011 2:56:00 AM

Your descriptive lines are so good. Most of view the newborn as innocent and pure. Untainted by lifes ups and downs and where hope springe eternal. Excellent piece.

James Foulk

Date: 4/23/2011 6:33:00 PM

Sara thank you for stopping by to read Quiet Little Child and for your comment. My daughter and her husband brought Brandon over to day so they could go see a movie, I had not seen in in over a week, boy did i ever miss him and it was good to see him again. i see him more than my wife does, he is gone sometimes by the time she gets home, so it had been longer for her.

James Peranteau

Date: 4/22/2011 12:28:00 PM

Oh yes Sara, what one hopes for, to come from, to fulfill...is just that..hope want and what is very much disappearing....a productive soul. A great write here dear poet...you have now made thought overwhelming, seeing that Noah is seven, and , what seems like, forever, to wait for positive results from Gods guidance ! Have a blessed one my friend ! much love, james

Wiseton Prins

Date: 4/21/2011 3:51:00 PM

I see you did indeed finish the poem Sara! The last two stanzas are the best wishes a grandma can give grand child, and i was so close with my grand ma hence if there is one thing i know to be true, is that your wishes for this child will be true. unbeknown to you, you do indeed posses so much power and influence in a grand child, and it fills my heart with pride to see that from your heart springs forth only the best wishes. >Thank you and do have a propitious Easter holiday!

Michelle Mac Donald

Date: 4/21/2011 11:08:00 AM

Greatly enjoy this write, Sara! Love how you've mused on this infant.."Maybe a modern farmer...a surgeon or psychiatriast". It all culminates in the last verse!:) Thanks for your comment..romance IS wonderful, but my last boyfriend was a romantic gigolo. Sometimes not easy to hit the happy medium.:) I think you're blessed, Sara!! Best to you, Mikki

Wilma Neels

Date: 4/21/2011 10:02:00 AM

A real beauty Sara, absolutely love your portrayal of hope and I couldn't agree more with this write of yours, love Wilma

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 4/20/2011 2:10:00 PM

Came back to find your poem not only completed, but containing a special message, Sara. We always look at babies and imagine their futures. They are our best "hope" for the restoration of peace and humanity. Excellent poem! Love, Carolyn

Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

Date: 4/20/2011 12:37:00 AM

Let us all hope...and pray...and give thanks for every ounce of goodness that we see around us...leading us to a lovlier plane of life. God bless you. Lovingly, Dane Ann

Daver Austin

Date: 4/19/2011 5:07:00 AM

Yes, it's the common man who is hope of the world - the EDUCATED common man. But, what kind of education is the common man getting? Check the music, the violence, the dress, manners. I could go on and on. Thanks for a wake up poem, Sara. Love, Dave

Nette Onclaud

Date: 4/18/2011 8:19:00 PM

positively charged, sara... a scintillating piece that warms me... winning streaks if for a contest! happy day to you!:) hugggs

Manouchka Doreus

Date: 4/18/2011 5:24:00 PM

so true

Lynette Chachere

Date: 4/18/2011 3:09:00 PM

new babys bring hope.. and in time, hopefully renewal of ones happiness.(: ~Always&Forever Lynette

Jack Horne

Date: 4/18/2011 6:50:00 AM

Lovely sweet words for the little boy, Sara. So glad you're on the mend - best of luck with physio therapy : )

Desiree M

Date: 4/18/2011 4:21:00 AM

I am deeply moved by your poem. Awesome one

Kash Poet

Date: 4/17/2011 9:33:00 PM

A nice write on hope.Let us all hope so...

Charles Henderson

Date: 4/17/2011 9:11:00 PM

Sara, causes are sort of like selling. You have to make 5 contacts to make 1 sale. Sure we have a lot of causes lost, but look what a difference the successful ones make. One thing never changes a new babe is hope for everyone. Good poem. Thanks for all your continued support of my work. Charles

James Foulk

Date: 4/17/2011 8:40:00 PM

a very well done piece of beautiful poetry.

Cory Long

Date: 4/17/2011 6:14:00 PM

I can picture it good job.. thanks for the kind remarks as well hope to share more with you Cory

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 4/17/2011 5:58:00 PM

Emotional write Sara on the newborn babe and his future chances at being someone special.. such sweet descriptive words .. congrats ..on new life which gives hope.. a treasure to hold ..am anxiously awaiting my fourth grandchild in November.. Thanksgiving Day exactly.. by C section.. imagine new life on a day of thanksss luv..enjoy that precious child...

Wiseton Prins

Date: 4/17/2011 1:39:00 PM

Mhmm, quite a funny one u've pulled Sara! Well, let me have a go.>> So tiny with delicate features, Yet another being at the beginning of living, I wonder what it will be, A life of goals, hard work and accomplishments, A life of selflessness and service, A life of benefit to the suffering, A life of conceit and egoism, Or a life just 4 the sake of living... Whatever it will be, I am sure it will be another scratch on the plaque of eternity... 2 the Superior Powers b the glory for this new life!

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 4/17/2011 1:36:00 PM

You're off to a great start, Sara. Do hope you can get your keyboard fixed. Please let me know when the poem is done. Love, Carolyn

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 4/17/2011 12:08:00 PM

Oh no Sara.. so sorry this happened.. maybe spray your keyboard with computer cleaner specially for the keyboard area and it should be fine luv.. know this poem will be a beauty .. as all yours are my friend..luv..

Jack Horne

Date: 4/17/2011 5:53:00 AM

Hope you are feeling much better now, Sara. I'll call back later for the rest of the poem - I know how frustrating computers are sometimes