Tuesday, July 29, 2014

1416-1417. Blessings on thee, little man!

The poet who wrote the words in my title was a lot whittier than I...

Today came my first grandson, Thomas!
Will his voice sound like Fernando Lamas'?
Will he be tall and skinny,
Be brilliant like Pliny
Or prophesy like Nostradamus?

Quite frankly, I really don't care,
I'm just happy for him and his par-
ents (my son and his wife)
Who have brightened my life --
My joy's almost too much to bear!

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