Light flora is breeze
Euphoria in full swing
A new seed to be.
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This is what I felt when my daughter and son was born years ago. It's a special time in my life. Here is the poem that expresses what it was like to hold my daughter.
About the Creator
Do you understand haiku?
Do you ever get sidetracked when writing? I do. I think it must be in the nature of the creative mind to draw connections and have a need to explore them. Since the World Wide Web became established in the 1990s, this has become a lot easier to do. The phenomenon being described as ‘going down a wormhole.’ Sometimes a distraction, but I have written some of my best work when I have disappeared down one web wormhole or another. It also happened in the days when most of my research was book based so we can't blame it on the internet. Book research was just slower. These days, guided by my AI friend, it is much, much quicker.
By Raymond G. Taylor5 days ago in Poets
Comments (9)
Beautiful poem!
A perfect description of what 'newborn' means. Love the image.
This was so beautifully done! Loved your Haiku!!
Awww, this was so wonderful! Loved your Haiku!
Beautiful & captivating. I still remember giving our son his first bath, cuddling, cooing, oo-ing & ah-ing over him.
Very nice and I LOVE that photo!!! 💕
So sweet 🥰
Bravo!!! Love it!!!💕♥️♥️
A beautiful haiku!