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Written for Stormy Lady's poetry newsletter and contest |
IMAGINE Imagine the look of wonder on the face of a new mother at the first sight of her newborn; Imagine the look of love as the child runs into childhood exploration; watching as a cloud passes over the sun, then directing her attention to a dandelion, it's bright yellow flower presented in adoration to her mother. IMAGINE! AND CHERISH THE MEMORY! Countrymom 5/1/06 |