Short Talcum Powder Poems

A Tender Touch

Dimpled cheeks tearless eyes
pouting lips beguiling smile
the scent of talcum powder blue
 breath as fresh as the morning dew.

Tiny hands  open up to light
warm and soft a baby's eyes 
a single curl around  fingers  mother twirls
and wonders at this mystery untold.
  
Blessed is one who receives this gift
a child a love so tender and rich
filling  hearts with wonder and joy
of fathers and mothers___be it girl or boy