To a dear friend when she was the child within
When first I opened tearing eyes to see
first light of day, first night, first quarter moon,
I lay in helpless heap, your arms and me
your flesh my comforter, not warm too soon.
Your breasts, my fountains, fed my child's needs –
your body's warmth – my heat, your mother's way
to nurture by your voice, your loving deeds,
the smile beaming in the words you say.
I grew to love the you that gave me life,
my mother standing always by my side –
to father, faithful, too devoted wife –
angelic helpmate through the day you died.
Now, I am you, and we at last are one
as Heaven's Father, Holy Ghost, and Son.
Sonnet by NotaDeadPoet
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Written on 2006-12-16 at 09:05
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Sonnet 103 The Child Within You
When first I opened tearing eyes to see
first light of day, first night, first quarter moon,
I lay in helpless heap, your arms and me
your flesh my comforter, not warm too soon.
Your breasts, my fountains, fed my child's needs –
your body's warmth – my heat, your mother's way
to nurture by your voice, your loving deeds,
the smile beaming in the words you say.
I grew to love the you that gave me life,
my mother standing always by my side –
to father, faithful, too devoted wife –
angelic helpmate through the day you died.
Now, I am you, and we at last are one
as Heaven's Father, Holy Ghost, and Son.
Sonnet by NotaDeadPoet
Read 1935 times
Written on 2006-12-16 at 09:05
Tags Family Life Sonnet
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