I'd spend all night
on that wondrous sight
and through it all
your smile in mind.
That dimpled grin
that so easily could
melt any heart
and often would.
A smile that made
my life complete
and gave me reason
to manage that feat
of tinseled wonder
and tinkling joy
that would lift your heart
and set that morning
far apart.
So there it is
my little one
for to see that smile
my work was done.
8 comments:
A lovely triumph
Lovely..Deborah..
Happy to see you back in full swing.
Beautiful...
"So there it is
my little one
for to see that smile
my work was done."
These lines are so sweet... :)
I remember those days. That last minute rush, the utter exhaustion stilled by the anticipation of seeing small eyes light up and happy squeals ringing through the house. Thank you for the meories,
Elizabeth
Deborah, as a mom, loved this one. Hope you have a joyous Christmas, I'll be sporadically contributing until Feb. Keep 'em coming!
Peace, Amy BL.
What a happy triumph!
Nice memories Deborah.
Pamela
Thank you all for your comments x
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