One who observes and thinks about what has been seen, what has passed by my way, what greater meaning lies behind and beneath life's small events.
Beautiful poem about your grandchild...
How lovely. There is nothing more special than snuggling little baby grandchildren.
This brought a tear to my eye....beautiful!Blessings, Joanne
So restful. Peaceful. Filled with past and present love and comfort.Thank you for this loveliness.And thank you, also, Susan, for your comment on my Saturday posting. I love that you call one of your granddaughters "Bright Eyes." Such a descriptive name.
So beautiful! And an inspiration to study my sleeping daughter's features!
Oh, sweet. I can see the tiny hands....
Go ahead...it won' t hurt...I'd love to hear what you think!