The Poet's Touch |
| Swaddled bundle, warm in my arms, wise wondering eyes, soft sighs, who is this living miracle claiming my heart? Baby breath, quivering blush lips, innocent babe cradled with lullabies, dependent upon your new mother who trembles with joy and knows she will never ever be the same. "All God's angels come to us in disguise." —Lowell |
| Rita Goodgame has won an Arkansas Writer's Grand Conference Literary Award, prose/poetry first place awards in ByLine Magazine and The National League of American Pen Women, Pioneer Branch. Her work has also appeared in publications such as Women's World, Grandmother Earth, Soiree, Arkansas Democrat-Gazette, The Bulletin, International Old Lacers, Inc., and Our Arkansas ... Special Places, '09. |

