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May 2023
"HIM WITHIN."

Him
I house within

me          
my heartbeat

forging time
weaving him

into being
strand by strand

the warp and woof
of him

here an eye
here a mind

miracle by miracle
I build him

into who
he will be

I see him
as a fountain

still
but never still

diamonds
in liquid sunshine

this my creation
my child

made from
dreams.

*

She was very dreamy during her time in waiting and would often trance out and just stare into empty space. When she would snap out of it and come back into a conversation she would proclaim: "I am making my baby...hair by hair follicle by follicle...molecule by molecule!"

She used always refer to her baby-to-be as "Him within" but in the end she turned out a "Her within." So she became a Winefred of all 7lbs. Nothing but pure delight.
Donall Dempsey
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Donall Dempsey  Guildford
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