by Icingsugar
Ice this is the best of the day for me. Made me smile in a sad way. I can identify.
the welling up is contageous, Ice. Not close, but there. Thank you. You made me, once again, look at life from a different place.
the incredible power of life, new life. In tiny fingers the world is held. You express it so well here, the deep emotion in your words shines a light, melts the ice. gripping poem, well done.
jim : )
Good, bad, happy, sad...
Raw and real and definitely moving. All extremes of emotion are present and the confusion adds to the clarity somehow. Beautiful words, beautiful heart.
~lucky
The helplessness of that special creature - the parent - ever vigilant to a baby's never ending needs.
An endearing picture ~ a tiny baby's fingers grasping a Mother's hair.