I will attempt to complete one small stone a day for the month of January. This is my frist one. A small stone is just a short poem about a happening or something I notice each day.
Granddaughter’s smile as warm as the Florida sun,
her husband by her side. My great granddaughter
reaches up for me. In just that moment,
my dreams have come true.
6 comments:
Anyone who has loved a child will relate to this, Judy. You caught so much emotion in these few lines.
Very sweet!
Oh yes! Dreams come true!
What a lovely stone to begin the month with Judy! A gem for sure.
Lovely poem, perfect moment, Judy!
Beautiful..I can feel the love CA
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