Written in 2000 when our youngest daughter was pregnant with her first baby

Emily

Emily visited us that day,

a dreamy hot afternoon.

We sat among pots of Geranium

while the Honeybees hummed their tune.

Marigolds danced in the gentle breeze

which carried the Roses perfume

as we sipped Orange Squash and remembered the past,

one beautiful day in June.

Her brown eyes glowed with motherhood

as her unborn child quietly grew

and we talked of names and labour pains -

too quickly those short hours flew.

Now through the winter frosts

her son at last in her arms,

she longs for the coming of spring

to show him natures charms.

[hicki]

Smoothy, I knew it. Xx

[Suzy6]

Another heart felt one poems thanks xx

[Jolyn]

Very beautiful.

[pollyjj]

Ahh tugs at the heart strings.

polly xx

[Hidden]

Very meaningful! Do hope you gave a copy to your daughter to treasure,xxx

[Hidden in reply to Hidden]

Oh yes Wendells, she has a copy. xx

[scrobbitty]

I do love your poetry ! x