The Fragrance of Sleep
Just bathed
Talc powdered
Fleece swaddled
Milk burbles
Lids fall
Sigh sinks
Into slumber
Poet David L. Harrison sponsors a Word of the Month (WOM) poem on his blog. Each month a new word is chosen, and poets--amateur, professional, and anything in between--post their creations using the word. This month's word is fragrance. My entry is above. Come and join us! There's a section for young poets, too!
(photo & poem copyright Jane Healy, all rights reserved)
Hi Jane,
ReplyDeleteI really love this poem and baby photo. So lovely.
Thank you, beagleAnnie. I hope you will think of it when you hold your new grandchild!
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