~for my daughters
Walk with me
Walk with me
across the sky
over bridges made of rope
I'll swing you
to and fro
your sun streaked locks
dancing free
from furrowed brows
and tears flooding
pooling at your bare feet
walk with me
I'll carry you
over bridges made of rope
I'll swing you
to and fro
your sun streaked locks
dancing free
from furrowed brows
and tears flooding
pooling at your bare feet
walk with me
I'll carry you
16 comments:
ooh. a code. what does it mean?
Awwwwwwww!
i'm not smart enough to understand what i'm looking at here...
Very sweet. BTW, I can't read the poem part with FireFox, but it's fine with Safari.
blogger bites moose...
the font i used only works on certain browsers.
I'm changing it now.
I was trying to look at the original post like one of those crazy pieces of op-art.
Like if I closed one eye and squinted enough I would see a schooner or something.
Thanks for the headache!
I hear you - I was trying to be moved by it myself...
Nice poem btw
awwww, that was beautiful kat!
I've read this a few times now.
It's just so damn precious.
that's really sweet, kat
crashdummie- thanks!
madge- Love them to bits ;o)
jiggs- Thanks jiggsy!
Warmed even my blackest of hearts. ;)
Steve~
steven- I always knew you had a soft spot ;o)
Just love the kitty sniper pic (as you noticed) *grin*
Cheers!
I thought I left a comment on this already, guess not! (must have been drunk) Anyway, you seem like a really great mom!
crashdummie- me too ;o)
moxy- thanks!
holy f'n wv
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