Yours Was the First Face
Kim Klugh lives in Lancaster PA with her husband. She is the mother of three grown children and a writer with credits in the Intelligencer Journal, BusinessWoman, "b" magazine, Susquehanna Life, Central PA Magazine, and Lancaster City Living. One of her essays will be included in the anthology, My Dad Is My Hero
(Adams Media, 2009). She will be returning to school in September to
provide academic support to high school students. This poem sounds
the theme of first, almost like a mantra, so defining for first-time
parents. When you read it, note the absence of punctuation, hear the
repetition, and absorb the wonder, import, and monotony of it all.
Yours Was the First Face
By Kim Klugh
yours was the first face
upon which we gazed
whose new life first changed
the rhythm of our own
the first heart to beat
within me
first breath
to wait upon
first cry we listened for
first quieting at the breast
first-born first steps
to protect first fears to face
first tears first words
conceived first soft head to caress
and tiny hand to hold
first time we spoke
your name a trinity
of mother father
daughter
we became
Yours Was the First Face
By Kim Klugh
yours was the first face
upon which we gazed
whose new life first changed
the rhythm of our own
the first heart to beat
within me
first breath
to wait upon
first cry we listened for
first quieting at the breast
first-born first steps
to protect first fears to face
first tears first words
conceived first soft head to caress
and tiny hand to hold
first time we spoke
your name a trinity
of mother father
daughter
we became
Posted by Annmarie at 8/13/2009 11:32 PM 
Categories: Observation, today's words
Tags: Kim Klugh first baby family
Categories: Observation, today's words
Tags: Kim Klugh first baby family
lovely! simple and elegant.
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This was beautiful.
Thank you.
Karen :0)
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Kim, My daughter just delivered her second son. Her beautiful four year old daughter feels a little left out. Though she's too small to understand all of your words, I referred her mother to your poem...lest she forget their joy at the birth of their first-born.
Your poem is lovely.
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Kim, a true Holy Trinity. And beautifully defined.
Sharon
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