#86
My Grandson
Friday, 2/4/11
I caught the smile on Julian's face
That lit the trees with awesome grace
And made the gray bark shine:
Mischievous, loving, innocent,
With clarity like subtle wine
(And in some sense, I thought, he's mine).
#86
My Grandson
Friday, 2/4/11
I caught the smile on Julian's face
That lit the trees with awesome grace
And made the gray bark shine:
Mischievous, loving, innocent,
With clarity like subtle wine
(And in some sense, I thought, he's mine).