Baby’s First…

When I was in high school study hall I felt a small slit of an opening over my heart. From this slit an intact poem marched out. Instinctively I found paper and pen and wrote down the words as if they were dictated.

Very recently, as I was packing to move I found the poem in a drawer. Somewhere along my life, I typed it on a typewriter using typing paper. The poem must have been living in a creative place inside of me. I guess my spirit had something to say and so she dictated to me. Since I write about intuition and spirit, this poem belongs in the blog. This poem is the only one I have written…. ever!  So, from my teenage spirit to your device…. Here it is!

The typed original –                 

 

BABY’S FIRST…

Baby’s first diaper so cute and small.

Baby’s first cute little rag doll.  

Baby’s first word.  

Baby’s first step.  

These things first mothers will never forget.

Baby’s first potty.

Baby’s first braids.  

Baby’s first day at school.

First mother’s will treasure these first baby thoughts forever,

While the boys carry her books home from school.

Baby’s first date.  

Baby’s first good night kiss. 

Baby’s first boyfriend so handsome and tall.

First mothers remember the times that the two of them had together.

She knows they no longer exist.

Baby’s first graduation.

Baby’s first yearbook.

Baby’s first sensation knowing it’s the last look.

First mothers think back of the great friendship that elapsed, between the two of them.

Baby’s first ring.

Baby’s first wedding bell.

Baby’s first thought of the great day,    

Baby’s first knowing that everything will work out swell.

And mother knows this day will be a great day.  

Now, first mothers remember the love and pain they shared together    

And hope the feeling will never go away.

Next thing you know, it’s

Baby’s first baby

And that’s how things go.

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    Dedra Davis

    I love this! I have a lot of poems I wrote in college. I’d love to find them!!

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