Snail Spirals

My contribution to the Fifth Annual Blogger's (Silent) Poetry Reading:



Tremulations
by Sue Brady

I loved you before I met you.
That spark
Brought to startling clarity,
Boundless and immediate,
With your first breath.

Realizing this was true and forever,
I still could not fathom its depth.
Resonating between us,
Amplified,
Love building on itself.

You were eight days old and I wept-
For all the rest of your life,
You would never again
Be eight days old.


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