It was great to hear from you again. It’s true that real friendship cannot be separated by time. The Lord has blessed you with a lovely family. Mine – rotten. Ha!Ha!
Had I no little feet to guide
Along life's toilsome way,
My own more frequently might slide,
More often go astray.
But when I meet my baby's eyes,
At God's own bar I stand,
And angels draw me t'ward the skies
While Baby holds my hand.
Our Arrows
Josiah 7 months
Mercy Kate 2
Annie Lou 6
Sarah Joy 10
Hannah 13
Ben 12
Ellen 17
Jacob 15
Trey 18
Emma 21
Are we done yet?!?
Wait & see!!!
Mercy Kate Meeting Daddy
Stury and plump and clean and fair,
With big blue eyes and a tangle of hair,
There's a little lassie who runs to meet
Her father's step that rings on the street,
As, day after day, at the set of sun,
Father comes home when his work is done.
August 3, 2008 at 7:59 pm
It was great to hear from you again. It’s true that real friendship cannot be separated by time. The Lord has blessed you with a lovely family. Mine – rotten. Ha!Ha!