Sometime ago I said I
Loved you sixty ways
And counted them
To you.
But now I know I cannot
Count my love by
Any days.
My very breath is mine
Because you dared
To give your life that I might
Live.
Each day you gave to
Me that I might give
To mine
In my appointed time.
I cannot give to you
What you gave me
But to my own I pass
The torch
Then anxious, wait to
See
If they will pass to theirs
What you gave me
S. Dillworth Young
Hello!
Thanks for the comment! He is a very beautiful boy indeed, lots of fun to photograph! xx
Mwa!
Happy Mother’s Day Mom, I love you. 🙂
When given the opportunity to pass it on, yes I will. I hope you know that.
Love you.
🙂 This is pretty!!! I was going to say something yesterday and make a post to go along with it… but life happened with the phone call, dinner, CSI Miami… heh. But I love you and I love Grandma too. Thanks for posting this! What a great Mother’s Day!