My Baby and Me
Looking back at a picture recently taken,
Convinces me that my eyes are not mistaken.
As I am holding my youngest baby in my arms,
I contrast the warmth of her touch to an image of her charms.
The distance between the mobile phone I am holding
And my eyes is a gush of air with sweetness unfolding.
As the both of us are gazing at a moment in time,
My baby’s love raises my emotions to feelings sublime.
Her presence is a spark of strength reaching well beyond
This moment in time as we achieve a special bond.
She is touching my face with the grip of tenderness sweet
As a merging of the past and the present is complete.
With moments ticking, I take another picture with my phone,
Assuring my baby that she shall never be alone.
Copyright © 2015 by Jason Constantine Ford
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