Easy breeze,
             mommy sway,
         morning stars
             for our baby lay
         to drift awake
             in loving arms.

3 Responses to “Zoe”

  1. 2012.08.15 at 3:22 pm

    Sara, this is breathtaking. I’ve been a big fan since you used to post over at Poetic Asides. Nice to see you writing. Praying for healing, and fine words you’ll want to share.

  2. 2012.08.15 at 7:13 pm

    Lovely flow of words and emotions.

  3. 2012.08.16 at 4:15 am

    From her birth she has her auntie’s fighting spirit and determination to survive.

    She will grow to sing and dance as you do.

    Thank you.

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