There is no remedy for love but to love more. - Henry David Thoreau
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
On the Night You Were Born
tears fell world prayed dreams lost gave way vain hope brave face last push small face tiny cry dark hair time stopped held there quick kiss loving touch whisked away too much empty arms full heart brave boy hard start baby mine so dear fought hard stayed here.
3 Comments:
What a great poem!
Love, Dad
Beautiful!!
Jennifer (M&A's mom)
No tears
but a lump in my throat
after reading
your poem
You too fought hard
to get that little one
to stay
Thanks for the Christmas card picture; it's on my refrigerator now. xo -auntie k
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