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Sunday, 5 January 2014

5. in the story

Wrapped in soft warmth,
enfolded in an afterglow of bath-time,
words cuddle the imagination
as the story unfolds.

1 comment:

Richard Hubbard said...

Both the poem, and the pic remind me of the times - way back in '77 - when I used to come round to 'yours' and it was Jonathan who'd just been bathed and was in Val's arms... but he was only a baby back then... ;-)