A description of what started this particular blog can be found in its first entry --Feb. 9, 2009. It's about healing.
Yes, yes, yes, so very true. Simply beautiful ...
Thank you! The surprising strength of an infant's grip is a song in itself.
This has to be one of my very favorite poems you have written.I truly love it Smiles
Kind Margie, I just love singing "Old Man River" to babies. They join in, then conk out.
This is very beautiful and touching. Thank you so much for sharing this, and thank you so much for your kind comment on my blog post today! You made my day! :)
Thank YOU! My pleasure.
Wow...this is so evocative of a baby's grip. So beautiful, so moving.Oh how I love this...:)
Most kind, Ygraine. Thanks!
This is such a beautiful expression of human connection. A baby wanting to hold on very gently yet very determined.
Ah, we are of a single mind here.
you continue to amaze me.
As you amaze me. Deal?
Geo. is just passable. Suze is lovely.
This touched me so, George. As my granddaughter at age four said to me when she cried during a tender moment, "all of a sudden, water just came out of my eyes".
Arleen, there are irreducible moments that are best expressed with a child's simplicity. Thanks for this moving example.
Oh, to hold a baby again. I think holding a baby can bring peace at any time.
Babies are a new issue of the universe, sent to comfort us and make use of us.
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