Strength and honor are her clothing;
and she shall rejoice in time to come.
--Proverbs
My mother:
My friend, my christian leader, my confidant
To My Boys:
Who is this little person...
Who's looking more and more like Day,
tries to frustrate till I'm mad,
Then smiles and makes me glad.
Who is this little boy...
Who grows freckles on his nose,
loves to wear his oldest clothes,
and takes his dog where 'ere he goes?
Who is this tiny creature...
Who questions me with lots of "whys?"
looks at the world with big, clear eyes,
Rides his bike and pretends he flies.
Who is this tiny man...
That I tuck in bed at night,
That I love with all my might,
And give him hugs that are so tight.
--Author Carole Brown
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