A wedding dress is lovely
for what it represents
of beauty, youth, and hope.
A christening gown, too,
holds new life and faith
in its lacy folds.
But give me
the open door
of a steamy bathroom,
wet footprints,
and footie pajamas.
With a long zipper
to pull up
past chubby thighs
and round potbelly
beneath a butter-soft,
newly washed chin.
Footie pajamas,
and the moment
when sweet wet curls
and pinkest cheeks
leap up
and go dancing away
to sleep.
2 comments:
did you compose this? i LOVE it. I love when babies are smellin fresh right out of the tub, too!
Yes. Thanks!
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