"Fly"

Movements from
within a mother's womb.
Mesmerized by
first glance.
This miracle
of life.

Precious, this
tiny soul whose life
depends on her.
Love, trust, faith
shared through
a mother's touch.

Treasuring all
the moments when
innocence is so pure.
She knows one day
this little miracle
will spread its
wings and fly.

By: Sandy/San-d

Copyright ©2000 Sandra Ratliff

This poem was entered into a contest
and had to be based on the word "Fly"

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