3WW : emotion, falter, touch
Baby Girl
She’ll touch your heart
A count coup
Elicit an emotion you can’t name
Your words falter
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Nine Writes 
Reblogged this on Lorie Pitman Weblog.
Beautiful. Here’s my 3WW poem.
I falter at decision
for fearful emotions
touch my soul
As I wait to see where Isaac goes.
good one!
She might be drooling now but in her teens the boys will be.
Ha!
That last line is so perfect. Love it.
Thank-you.
My three baby girls are now in their twenties! Sigh.
Mine are grown and flown too. We’ll always remember when they were babes.
Very sweet and so true.
She is beautiful. Thank you for sharing her with us.
beautifully said 🙂
Thanks.
Nice post. That said, what were the two words? 🙂
so true and those little fingers wind around your heartstrings forever.
>sigh<