The first snowfall
every year
brings the child
in me so near.
When a rainbow
tails the rain
makes me gasp
just can’t refrain.
My first crush
I still remember
and it still
gives me a rush;
My first kiss
from my true love
memories of erotic bliss
how I fail to forget,
my first pleasures
of the flesh
warms my skin
as I still blush.
The first stirrings
in my womb
makes my heart
flip and flop
feeling joy
wrapped with wonder;
baby boy
in my arms
suckling on my breast,
baby girl
in my embrace
next to my son
who’s grown so much
such a wonder…all of this!
soaking up those first smiles,
first words, first steps,
sheer wonder all of this
absolutely total bliss!
Rediscovering nature
in its delight
through the eyes
of my children
giving me a second chance
to embrace life again,
showing reverence
to Mother Earth.
Then the splendor
music offers
making magic
my son plays
on those bronze
copper strings;
watch in wonder;
when daughter
sings soprano
like an angle
in her choir
feel in awe
every hour.
Watch the birth
of my grandson
cut the cord of life as well
how my heart OH! did it swell!
wept with joy
to see this boy.
Every sunset…
every dawn
brings such wonder
so serene
I’ve been blessed
ten thousand times
and still counting
I’m so thankful…
such sheer wonders
I have seen.
© Cheryl-Lynn, January 27, 2014
These are all such beautiful and precious moments =) Children do bring a sense of wonder back in our lives and I am always in awe of love I still get giddy looking at the husband haha
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Haha, you are so funny….but of course, our husbands are our first babies…haha, then our kids can take care of them…:D
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lol
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Reblogged this on Traces of the Soul.
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Thank you for sharing and greetings 🙂 🙂
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Thank you for reading xx
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Lovely words dear lady… 🙂
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thank you
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🙂
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So beautiful!
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Thank you.
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So many special moments worth recalling. lovely. x
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Thank you…I forgot to write making mud pies!!!
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And play-dough! And colouring in. still love all that. 🙂 x
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Oh I still colour and have a sketch book to doodle during long calls at work 😀
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And a doodler too. I love my doodling. Even when I’m writing it ends up covered with doodles. Very therapeutic. 🙂 x
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Definitely…I am going to take a pic of my doodling but may put it on my other blog to write a blog on it.
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I thought of doing that before and then was scared someone would analyse it and lock me up. 🙂 x
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Well, we are all mental health professionals here and there are lots who doodle, colour and paint…especially the night shifts; we also knit, crochet…I made a few blankets in the past:)
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