©2007 Wayne Cook
Dedicated to Rebecca Quintana
I saw this young mother, with toddler in tow,
The woman, her daughter, taking life a little slow
For a minute, an hour, a day by the shore
Some sand, smiles, life and love
Her daughter, an angel of tender years
Clowned her to laughter and trails of warm tears
Eyes like almonds cheeks of velvet skin
It was joy to watch, and I turned and gazed again
The mother, a woman of rare beauty to see
It was easy to perceive her sensuality
Shapely of form, tawny her neck
Her husband should be at her call and beck
Her breast showed young beauty, but also of care
The babe suckled as mother freely shared
The mother nurturing the babe, cooed like a dove
Grand scene of tenderness, life and love.
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Wonderful dedication!
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