To You, With Love !
I see Her smiling
Through your twinkling eyes
As you bend down to kiss my neck ...
Then, out of patience wrought
Out of happiness sought
She's in my arms;
A featherweight bundle of Joy !
I am proud
To show you off
In those dark curls
And dimpled smile.
Her innocent prattle
Such lively matter !
Has helped me through
Many a bitter battle
As I read your gentle word
In her contented sleep.
She's my guardian angel
Cast in your image
And mine.

2 comments:
hmm nice. Is the title of your blog from the Summer Wine song?
silver spurs are awarded to the best rodeo rider.... yes, the title reminds one of the song, too ! :-))
thx for stopping by; do visit again ! :-)))
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