you are an armful Norah
in your new sleeper
your small arms crossed
one hand against soft soft cheek
eyes closed
head in the crook of father’s giant arm
little mouth so perfect
your breath a song of sighs
this moment in the first days
of life
already a gift to this tuneless and jangled world
little do you know
that we listen to those sweet breaths
and drop our shoulders
and lift up our own harmony
you are an armful
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