A baby catching eyes
looks at me
over her mother’s shoulder
until I smile back.
We coo, two doves
love-addled − and then
she lets me go.
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A baby catching eyes
looks at me
over her mother’s shoulder
until I smile back.
We coo, two doves
love-addled − and then
she lets me go.
Songs for the Pure of Heart 
You my dear – inspire me. Everyday…
I am impressed and congratulate you…keep it up !
Enjoy every single one, this baby is just too baby…….
omg, peb, took me half the day to figure out how to make a baby look like a baby – at first she looked like a little old lady with a fat face
thank you, pb
what a glorious post 🙂
thank you, glorious, what a great word!
find you? i’ll make sure to! love taking in your posts!
katy found me!
yes! i loved this the first time i read this way back- so true about a baby letting you go with her eyes. i so admired your ability to capture that simply with a few words- something that is so grand and wise.
thx sherry. i’ve actually revised this greatly, a snip here a clip there, it goes round and round my brain and heart. i miss the old gaz. what do you think happened? it was so active and alive for a really long time. sad. i miss that.