Gifts for Grandmother

Growing up my parents had a pair of bronze shoes. Yes, these were my baby shoes. I loved those baby shoes of course.

One year later became my mother unpacked box holding another pair of shoes for my baby.
"Wow, I thought," He must have really love me! "

One day when I was about 16 we visited my grandmother. She came out of his room with another pair of bronze baby shoes. "Here," I said, "I think these are the bronze baby shoes.

I look puzzled and I think a little bad. Like many baby shoes baby clothes could be?

The truth had to come out!

It turns out that my parents tried their hand on baby shoes bronzed, eager to start a little cottage industry. None of the baby shoes were mine. Waaa!

Baby Handprint Poem "

I heard his breathing
put my head to yours
as you lie sleeping
Relaxing sounds
as fanciful dream angel.

I'll tell you stories
butterfly gardens
puppies and kittens
legends of mermaids
fantasy fairies
and affirmations of love.

An image
the handprint of his little baby
I will continue within a book
dear and sweet memories
place close to my heart.

I smell the sweetness of that
the softness of your skin.
Sweet miracle and blessing of
my life.
Mama loves you
treasures of his handprint
I Hold Your Hand bit
Show way
like a rainbow sing a song.

My dear Angel treasure
your life has just begun
I'll see on the way
small footprints
to decide the path
I'm going to take before you fall.

Oh my little angel
I gather moonbeams for you
give you everything you need a baby
and as you get older
I encourage
for regulating their feet.

December 10 '06
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