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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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