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Love Poem for Jim
Our baby awakens after three seconds in her crib
I, defeated and exhausted, carry her to our bed
Where you are already sleeping
I need to feed her from my fuller breast, also
Keep her next to me only, not between us, so
She and I lie down heads-to-feet with you
You stir a little,
Extend your hand and catch my foot in it,
Interlace your fingers with my toes,
Make circles on my foot with your thumb, and
I am too tired for words beyond these:
Family, Home, Love.
Baby Clementine Adele |
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