The first time I saw her she was so soft and pink. Her eyes were deep blue and her hair, black curls.She cooed and yawned, then stretched her hands. And I knew it, I was in love.
January 15, 2014 · Filed under Uncategorized · Tagged beauty, children, grandchildren, hope, love, perfection prompts trifecta, smiles
The first time I saw her she was so soft and pink. Her eyes were deep blue and her hair, black curls.She cooed and yawned, then stretched her hands. And I knew it, I was in love.