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second verse
by Ann Laurenon the eve of tickling
a newborn hope,
i fiddle nervously
as i close another box.
a second year earned,
another year past.
lively white teeth,
and ten more pounds,
add cushion to another
leap of faith. 09/18/2003 Posted on 09/18/2003
Copyright © 2024 Ann Lauren
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Karen Michelle on 09/19/03 at 02:34 PM Short, sweet and so effective. This holds so much truth for me - especially the last stanza. |
| Posted by Philippa Jane on 09/25/03 at 12:24 AM Sums up how I'm feeling right now.. Good luck this year, Ann. |
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