Out of nowhere
You came
From a little dust
And a little rain
And when I looked down at
Your face
It showed to me
The truth and grace
I will always try to keep you very safe
So open up your eyes
So they can look in mine
And see a small reflection
And when you close your eyes
I pray the thoughts inside
Are beautiful and true
I won't always
Be this strong
And I won't always
Be the one
To kiss the bruise
Or heal the scrapes
To wipe the tear drops
From your face
But I will always love you more each day
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Aaron Michael the joy of my life
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Hey Michael , Who's the poet in the family , That was beautiful ! Your son is darling , wish I could get my hands on him and give him a big kiss ! Sorry to hear about all the troubles but , I guess you gotta take the bad with the good and from what i see your good sure does out weigh anything bad. I love this blog and intend to be keeping tabs on you all often.Love Always , (grammy) Arlene
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