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Baby's Breath

Your child is lying in the wake

of a new world, touch him not,

in the ancient swirl.

Let this baby's breath

come pleasingly,

He comes abreast to breathe on thee.

Touch not his softly falling hands,

Let them lift up by God's breath alone,

That is how we perceive of him -

warm and well and strong!

(written one month before

my daughter had a boy,

and i didn't know she was

even expecting!)

BJ McCall

March 23, 1993

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