Small little feet little buns little hands,
The delicate bones that form a true baby grand,
Flecks of light that bounce from his boyish silken crown,
Of fine hazelnut hairs tousled all around.
Elfin like and bright, round head and pointy ears
Dimples so deep, half his cheeks disappear
Baby teeth gone now replaced by gummy grin
That in time, will be a smile highlighting an already devlish chin
With a blast of cheer he chirps from a heart yet drawn and old
“I’m just bursting with love for you, mama” yes, this to me he sparklingly told.
I entwine my gracious hands, through his yet now just growing limbs
And in that moment it’s just me, an embrace, a mother's love and him.
I entwine my gracious hands, through his yet now just growing limbs And in that moment it’s just me, an embrace, a mother's love and him. So beautifully said!
Awww this is beautiful, There is nothing more precious than the love of a child ad you have captured it here in this lovely poem. x x Well done x x
a mother's love, good write, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
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I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem. Once I saw the intriguing title, I couldn't resist a read.