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Wednesday, August 19, 2009


O newborn baby, quiet as a sheep,
your eyes are tightly closed in tender sleep!
How soft your rosy skin, how small your lips;
What tiny nails upon your fingertips!
Your eyes are opening, first one, alone
(the other one is much too tired to show)!
Your ears, two conches, listen all around –
The world’s a brand new place, so full of sound!

But happiness dissolves to angry cries,
Much stronger than expected of this child!
Poor Dad and Mommy try and search and try…
But calming Baby takes awhile!

Then soon she’s off again, asleep for hours,
A precious little angel, sweetly sour.


  1. This is brilliant and beautiful! I hope you are sharing it with her parents! She is such a cutie--saw her on your other blog yesterday.

  2. I am soon! :) She really is adorable, isn't she? I'm looking forward to another visit in about another month or so!

  3. Did I forget to congratulate you on birth of cousin? If so, take my congratulations now!

  4. Hahaha I'm glad you picked up on the allusion, Hans! "Sweetly sour" discreetly hints toward her Chinese heritage, but it's mainly to illustrate the fact that babies are always a blessing...with the downside of constantly crying :P (Hence...sweet AND sour!)

    And yes, you did congratulate me (us?)...but you can never say "congratulations" to much!


A word is dead
When it is said,
Some say.

I say it just
Begins to live
That day.

- Emily Dickinson

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