Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Pumpkins and wagon rides. Giggles of glee.
Oh how I love to give gifts to thee.
Giant slides and wide open spaces.
Oh how I love to see your smiling faces.
Real live horses and trains that can be ridden.
Do you even know how much I am smitten?
Tiny fingers flowing through the air; your own personal expression.
Tears of joy and loving replies are my welcoming reception.
Tired hands reach up to be held. The day is now done.
The gift you gave me, remains the greatest one.