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Contents
Preface
The Presence
Waiting
Time Bomb
Wolf, Wolf
Rough Passage
The Newborn
Garage Sales and Baby
Mom's Conflict
Another Battle
The Transformation
My Child
Vacation with Baby
Busy Baby
The Battle
Horsie
Exploring
At Thirteen and Fourteen Months
Books and Puzzles
Christmas 1984
Lookie, Mommy
Toddler Words
A is for Ark
Me, Daniel
Three Little Words
Mommy, It Hurts
Daniel
No
Why?
Tired Again
Comparisons
Two Little Boys
A Father's Pride
Number Two Son
Tears
Oh, God
Too Soon
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The Presence |
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I know you are there,
Little one.
No, you have not
Kicked,
Pushed, or
Wiggled your message.
But I heard you-
The soft and rapid
Woosh, woosh, woosh
Of your heart,
At the doctor's office.
All the sickness in me-
The hormones adjusting to
Your presence-
Is worth it.
For you are already
Precious
To me,
As you
Woosh, woosh, woosh
Into my heart. |
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| Copyright © 1988 by Judith E.
Garling
Permission is granted for you to copy these poems for
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include the copyright notice, and no fee is charged. If you would like to
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