The voice of the New One unheard floating silently within the pool of life. Awakened with the harshness of cold strange arrival. The shock of first pain.
Crying for the familiar stranger now to far to comfort and protect. Passing through a jungle of arms. The sting of steely bees. The pelting of endless cooing!
The New One comes to rest in the cradle of Mother's swaddling arms at last... Home.
Jessica Lupo
Hi Tara! I saw the eBook cover you sketched and it looks amazing! You're a very talented artist. :-)
Oct 2, 2012
Marie Stephens
Thanks for the friend request. Have a blessed day.
Oct 3, 2012
Tara Henry
The voice of the New One
unheard
floating silently within the pool of life.
Awakened
with the harshness of cold
strange arrival.
The shock of first pain.
Crying for the familiar
stranger
now to far to comfort
and protect.
Passing through a jungle of arms.
The sting of steely bees.
The pelting of endless cooing!
The New One comes
to rest in the cradle
of Mother's swaddling arms
at last...
Home.
Oct 5, 2012