“A mouse is miracle enough to stagger sextillions of infidels.”
~ Walt Whitman
She slipped into this world
like a new song,
lovely child
caught my heart with a glance.
I stood beside the bed of birth,
watched her emerge,
little round eyes, powdery skin,
tiny feet,
an enigma revealed.
I felt as though
I had been born anew
in her struggling cry,
knowing only myself
until that August morning,
Someone told me that a birth
is a miracle;
hardly what I found,
births occur every second,
this child is the miracle.
(written after my daughter's birth, Carise Renee)
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