Babe Midst Bloom Poem by james watkin

Babe Midst Bloom



Each of her babe's cheek's
Enlivened feature
Redder dawning skies; more bright.
Skies, at summer's height!

Whilst all her babe's crawl's
Excited leisure
O'retakes butterfly's! Who one
Sprung spell to the next
Of the more fanciful made
Bloom, prairied, invade.

Friday, April 28, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: flower,baby
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james watkin

james watkin

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