"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"
Sign Guestbook/View Guestbook
Poem Index/
E-Mail Me/Family Communications/Poem Response
Apply for my Award
Apply for my Award.