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[title] => I Gave Birth,You Give Hope
[time] => 2003-11-04 21:41:30
[hometext] => A morning spent with my baby girl,Indianna Rayne.No matter your pain,a child can give birth to your greatest smiles
[bodytext] => She sat by the waters edge,knees drawn to her chest Looking out across the surface,where the sun had come to rest Sparkling like diamonds,reflecting back into the blue Thoughts and tears of yesterdays,and this morning's lonely few Not sorrowed for fates road,nor the way in which the spirits guide More that she is tainted,by the guilt and need to hide A complicated soul,not who others really see Deep below the surface,undercurrents of more than she Preening in the sunlight,ducks with browns,greens and gold Feathers dropped then found,by a child,two years old To watch her face exploring,all the paints of natures pot Brings a certain comfort,a true "forget me not" Her innocence is charming,eyes of fascination shine Blonde curly locks,huge blue eyes,among the dandelions With feathers in her tiny hands,muddied by the earth She walks towards her Mama and returns the gift of birth Between her Mama's legs,she sits and shares the morn' Looking out across the dam,just hours after dawn Atop her curls in the sunlight,her Mama places a kiss Knowing every day she goes on,living for moments as this [comments] => 6 [counter] => 144 [topic] => 21 [informant] => lovingwhispers [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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