A bear to her, perhaps...but I can feel those hands around my heart.
18 October 2009
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aww.
ReplyDeleteThen your heart is in good hands.
ReplyDeleteSo succinctly perfect.
ReplyDeleteAwwww.....
ReplyDeleteThat's very sweet.
ReplyDeleteawwww :)
ReplyDeletehold on loosely, but dont let go.
ReplyDeleteeasier said than done.
It looks like people have said what can be said, but I'll say it anyway.
ReplyDeleteAwwww.
a portable papa...she can take him with her wherever she goes....and YOU know it....
ReplyDeleteShe does know. Or will in a few years' time. And then, of course, hearts will be broken.
ReplyDeleteok. I love this. Reminds me of when my kids were little.
ReplyDeleteBut, of course. And she always will hold your heart, and you, hers.
ReplyDeleteThat's the way it's supposed to be...and is. Neer doubt it!
Sigh. I had a favorite teddy bear growing up. So did each of my first two children. My youngest? He used to go to sleep clutching a baseball mitt. This is his first year in high school and the baseball coach has already recruited him to play with the team. Life is funny ...
ReplyDeleteThose little hands, though they will grow bigger, will always hold your heart. It's in good hands my friend.
ReplyDeleteNice. I think that's the way it is with children and parents.
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