38 – NEWBORN

Posted on January 28, 2014 by Ken Greenman

My child
giggled a lot.
And she lisped
her own language,
baby talk all
us grownups
claimed we
couldn’t understand.

But we all were
changed, completely,
forever,
whenever we held
her hand.

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About Ken Greenman

Married and Happy. Retired and busy. Living in NC. 71 and counting. December 12, 2025 and it's 77! ... I would love some written comments, critiques, adulation or kind suggestions.... If you have the time and or inclination, please feel free! Not in fear but by faith. We will see. See you later! If you ever want to talk for real, email me and I will send you my cell number.... I am enjoying this!
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