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Poetry competition: My Daughter

August 27, 2015

My Daughter

 

The Big Bang exploded,

so she could exist.

 

She came,

adorned with adulation.

 

Sculptured from my body,

animated with the gift from God.

 

I was indifferent to life,

she created my world.

 

Diamonds, rubies, emeralds are nothing.

I place her as high as the angels.

 

The sun’s rays are there only,

to kiss warmth into her skin.

 

In the perfect curl of her tiny hands,

lies my heart.

 

© Kerry August

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