December 17, 2015
9.08 a.m.
Looking at you is a blessing
your happy face alight
With dimpled smile beaming bright
Watching you play is distressing
Hard, exuberant exertions of a young cub
Watching you grow is a privilege
One granted to
a
Guardian of a beautiful soul
a
Mind, heart and spirit filled with love
Joy
and
the
Happiness
Of watching a seed grow and blossom.
9.19 a.m.
