Friday, December 28, 2012

I'll cry if I want to.......

My daughter left today.
Our first trip to Ireland as a family...She was 18 months...who would have thought...

A Cradle Song

The angels are stooping
Above your bed;
They are weary of trooping
With the wimpering dead.

God's laughing in heaven 
To see you so good;
The Shining Seven
Are gay with His mood.

I kiss you and kiss you,
My pigeon, my own;
Ah, how I shall miss you
When you have grown.

__W.B Yeats

1 comment:

Diane said...

Oh Diane, I'm crying right along with you. Our kids left today after a wonderful week long visit. I don't know how I'll endure the long lonely days ahead.