He...or she was once someones darling...wrapped in wool,comforted and warm...
the flannel petticoat kept as a memory...
looked at, perhaps in wonderment in years to come...
as I do with my own teasure...
did the man who now stands before me once fit into this tiny garment?
where did the years go...slipped away in busyness,
fastened tight in memory.
2 comments:
Hello Ellen
What beautiful thoughts....and the years pass too quick..
Lovely work and beautiful ideas xx
Hugs Lynn xxx
There's a little more time to think about things now Lynn :o)
xxx
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