A Beautiful Child


He calls out
Her voice heard
Down the hall from his room
Severely disabled,
He lies there
We enter his room
Looking at him lying there
In the quiet children’s home
Others create a din
But they are in school
Now, nothing – stillness
I ask if I may touch
If he might be alarmed
“No, he likes being touched.”
I place my hand gently
Alongside his face
He presses in, steadily, lovingly

© 2013 Thomas W. Cummins

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8 Responses to “A Beautiful Child”

  1. Carol Mock Says:

    Poignant, Tom… Thanks for sharing this moment of wordless intimacy.

  2. maskednative Says:

    Tom, this is so beautiful, I feel the presence of your touch on the child, and his response, so much felt.

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  4. MicheleMariePoetry Says:

    Reblogged this on Michele Marie's Poetry By The Fireside….

  5. chrisbkm Says:

    A beautiful (deep and moving) poem.

  6. opreach Says:

    Lovely and moving. Thank you for following!

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