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red, wrinkled
by Charlie Morgan
red, wrinkled
when she met the bone-dry, cold world:
she's warm and shiney-wet,
too she's red, wrinkled; scared and crying.
looking a hundred feet long,
her skin-folds were latticework,
painted with evolution by God's hand.
child of the Universe,
some say. i say:
my child, my Universe.
11/01/2004 Author's Note: ... agnes eva, a new mom "reminds" me of 29 yrs ago when my wonderful daughter, Page, entered the world. Kudos to Agnes for the "birthing" !
Posted on 11/01/2004
Copyright © 2024 Charlie Morgan
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