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"Newborn"
An
outstretched hand,
A palm upturned,
Tiny fingers grasp,
Cling onto life.
Eyes open,
Take in the world,
Mouth sighs softly,
Contented sounds emerge.
Eyes close over,
Ready for sleep.
Feelings of comfort,
Radiate outwards,
Knowingly safe,
In mothers arms.
Author:
"Faethea Winters"
A writer
at Spyder's
Poetry Empire®
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