| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - I was tidying-up yesterday & came across three poems that I wrote when B was a baby, & I thought I would share them :)B at Five Monthstwo tiny starfish handsa school of two small feetwavingundulatingseeming aimlessuntil the unsuspecting prey-finger, toy, braid-fall within their scopecaughtimmobilisedpulled relentlessly into the soft, anemone mouthPrayertiny childmakes sweet, soft soundscoos & burbless
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