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Candace Lovelace-Leveille Poem
in my belly,
there it grows.
what it is?
no one knows.
bigger and bigger everyday.
i look down, there it lays.
ten tiny fingers?
ten little toes?
a round bald head with a cute button nose?
on the left or on the right
i pat my belly and it puts up a fight
me? a mommy? hmm...i wonder...
about this being and the belly it's under.
Copyright © Candace Lovelace-Leveille | Year Posted 2005
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Candace Lovelace-Leveille Poem
In this confined box,
I sit with my head as low as my neck can carry it.
Bless this ragged soul!
Bless this futile spirit!
But one comes with light
And gently touches, lifts,
Restores my unworthy being.
This light is through me as I'm led back to the garden of myself.
Copyright © Candace Lovelace-Leveille | Year Posted 2005
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Candace Lovelace-Leveille Poem
Look at those eyes.
What can they see?
Are they both looking at you and me?
Listen to that laugh
So sweet and so dear.
Who told a secret that we cannot hear?
What do you know?
I bet more than I!
Yet, I build rockets that pass the sky.
But you're so little
And barely fit to my hand
With all this knowledge I've yearned to understand.
What's the point of your tiny being?
How can we look on without even seeing?
You are in my thoughts,
Or do you already know?
How far can I look beyond?
How far will you let me go?
Copyright © Candace Lovelace-Leveille | Year Posted 2005
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What if I made...?
And maybe he didn't!
I just don't know how those feelings would fade.
What if he did...?
And maybe I wouldn't!
I can't figure out how this fits into grid.
Sadly, I thought...and I think what I'd thought.
But it was!
And I saw!
And he's gone!
And that's all!
Copyright © Candace Lovelace-Leveille | Year Posted 2005
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