Wednesday, 30 March 2011

Sleeping grandchild

Always
these tiny pink-bloomed shells remind me
of you, your newborn finger nails;
and how, even in sleep,
your fragile fingers coil
round mine,
your baby scent and softness
fills my heart.
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5 comments:

  1. Sam Pennington1 April 2011 at 11:17

    Oh what a lovely piece Mavis, reminds me of when my two were tiny... xxx

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  2. Anonymous14 May 2011 at 03:45

    This is beautiful. Babies are such a wonder. Truly poetic.

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  3. Rummfor51 January 2012 at 15:12

    I instantly felt the joy I had over each of my babe's little fingers and fingernails :)
    Thank you
    LR

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  4. Caroline Gill1 March 2013 at 01:53

    I had never thought of those beautiful shells like little finger nails before. The image is spot on! Pleased to find your blog, Mavis (will add to my feed) ... and thank you for your kind comments on Joanna's site.

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  5. Unknown5 June 2014 at 04:54

    Mavis - I am coming to Islay - first week of September- perhaps I could say Hi to you. Colin (a true gent!)

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