Photograph – Copyright Dan Wesker 2010


This bauble of belly must be a mirage.
Is this what the angel meant
when he whispered, just out of range,
the word imp?

One day this will be yours, a neat
rendering of a story, a page scrambled
with baby footprints. One magpie
means sorrow, two the joy you regain.

This boy-child’s a magnet
and your heart’s a painter –
sky-broad brushstrokes teaming
on canvas. A brand new era.

Poem – Copyright Naomi Woddis 2010



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