written at the birth of my first grand daughter, after five grands sons... she was out family's blessing
Moments pass as the clock on the wall ticks Knowing love will grow the moment you are here Joy of my heart, swaddled in a tight pink bundle I look into those far seeing dark eyes You blink at the new light, I hear you crying out Do we shimmer, like we have halos around our heads Do we look like the angels, you just left We are here in those first moments Welcoming you into this world Adorning you with love, hope, trust and truth Father, Aunt, brother and me grandmother We too are wreathed by your new love That will be with us for life, we feel your spirit Quiet now, that new voice hushed You seem to listen, as if seeking that heart beat Mother has given you a larger resonance Little one hear the beat of the world now
Cheryl-This is a great piece. We have
3 granddaughters and a grandson. They're
a joy and when you get tired you can send
them home. lol We spoil them to pieces.
Let this coming of age story of a boy named Bean take you back to a simple time. Set in a small southern town in the 1960's, encircled by a river and gleaming white cotton fields.
It's almost Christmas. Lynn Basil is writing her last book about a secret entrance into the magical doll land of Sha Bebe that she loves so much. Bagannos have taken over the world! Lynn finally meets her dolls in real life. Can she write in a Secret
It's almost Christmas. Lynn Basil is writing her last book about a secret entrance into the magical doll land of Sha Bebe that she loves so much. Bagannos have taken over the world! Lynn finally meets her dolls in real life. Can she write in a Secret
3 granddaughters and a grandson. They're
a joy and when you get tired you can send
them home. lol We spoil them to pieces.
~Chrissie
This is so precious! I am absolutely taken with this piece ... it's a treasure!
~Joseph
--Karissa
~Jackie~