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Life Renewed - Mary Mason

A downy head fragrant 


With birth 


Snugged against my 


Neck. An infant nod, 


Balance askew and 


Exhausted with newness, 


Once more rests soft 


Against me. 


Through the window 


The sloping shoulder of our mountain, Fuzzed with Scrub Oak and reaching Pine,


awaits the turn from 

Winter drab to fulsome Spring-- Cloudy blue promising the 


Enchantment of Summer burn. Tiny fists bump unaware, 


Unpracticed persuasion sounding. Soft unveilings and


He attaches to my breast. The silencing sound of Swallows dazzle with Their own


glorious flights Of life renewed.

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