Last night as I stood here
Delighting in my Boy
Delighting in Nonny

A sadness for Lynette arrived
Who can no longer stand
And delight over her sleeping children

Who is no longer a mother
Who won't be a grandmother now

Her children are grown
More or less
Not that that means much
I've thought of them all week
And of her Husband left alone
Not a Husband anymore

But last night
As I stood here
I thought of her.

A moving post - so much captured in those words - that prickling feeling at the back of my eyes - for the beauty of the simple pleasure of watching a child sleep (always a child)...for the fragility cariad · 2011-03-05: 07:07

A touching and beautiful post Carole! Thanks for sharing your thoughts and shot! danrav · 2011-03-05: 07:18

Fine tribute. yellodog · 2011-03-05: 13:43

Lovely post !! finbarr · 2011-03-05: 19:05

Sweet :-) jet28 · 2011-03-06: 05:00

... (silent sigh) Ryana · 2011-03-09: 16:10