First Moments

new babe
on legs none too sturdy
still blinking away
memories of birth, seemingly early

Majestic

stunned in moments 

too fresh to comprehend

with a walk round the hay patch

and audience's eyes to lend

Miraculous

Ah, Mama stands close

spent, yet dutifully present

ready to give life eternal

to child's needs in this moment

Your privacy
lost in ticket sales

by unscrupulous flashes
of visitors over the rails

Anon,
Whilst camera's eye

does pry

can we deny

the eyes of the young

with purity of soul

dipped in a white halo
with vision?

~~~~~

This wobbly newborn drew me in with awe at new life, juxtaposed against the spinning madness of a local fair. I was smitten. 

Tomorrow's poetry fare over at OneShot is already up and running, so head on over and take a peek at the offerings this week.