Love the photo, love the poem! Taking those first steps into arms that are loving and will guide us makes all the difference. Your grandsons are on their way and with you behind them I don't see how they can go wrong! :-)
My Mom' n Dad's waiting arms were always there, my older brother looked out for me - I had guardian angels keeping watch over me at certain phases of my life - I was very sick as a child and in hospital far from home and strangers arms opened to catch me as I remember those first steps when the body cast came off. I have been most fortunate Gail with the love and care in my life. I am most grateful and yes, I do give it in great abundance. The boys sure are growing and I can tell you one thing for sure - I will hear Andrew sing someday - that's my little faraway dream. This is a beautiful photo and touching poem. Hugs to you n yours :)
"Planning our steps will be charmed" means that we've trusted all along. That line is especially memorable! Nicely done, nicely presented. (Loved the photo of the kids!)
what a nice blessing (or charm) to give to your grandsons ... and to all children!
October 15, 2013 at 8:15 AM
If we're lucky
Our first steps are
Hopefully into
Trustworthy arms
The next steps
Are guided
By loving hands
Keeping us from harm
Then we climb
Step after step
Planning our choices
Are charmed.
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For Poetry Jam: Steps
and for my grandsons:
Andrew, Jake and Zander
May all your steps be true.
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Close this window Jump to comment formLove the photo, love the poem! Taking those first steps into arms that are loving and will guide us makes all the difference. Your grandsons are on their way and with you behind them I don't see how they can go wrong! :-)
October 10, 2013 at 12:37 PM
By loving hands - hands that will always be there for us and to guide us. Great poem and full of love.
October 10, 2013 at 12:57 PM
A perfect description of growing up!
Lynne x
October 10, 2013 at 1:21 PM
These Hands.....Are Strong I know :-)
I bet the boy's don't look this young any more. Grand kids grow up so fast.
October 10, 2013 at 1:31 PM
beautiful words, thoughts and boys...
October 10, 2013 at 1:49 PM
Oh, the wide spectrum of steps we take in a lifetime!
October 10, 2013 at 1:57 PM
Gail, what a warm and wonderful poem--I hope all those things for your beautiful grandkids too :-)
October 10, 2013 at 4:51 PM
Touching poem...and I loved the message from Grandma, too.
=)
October 10, 2013 at 6:07 PM
I love the different kinds of steps you wrote about. Warmly expressed.
October 10, 2013 at 7:08 PM
Wonderful picture, Brilliant post.
Have a good night, Gail. ♥
October 10, 2013 at 11:22 PM
My Mom' n Dad's waiting arms were always there, my older brother looked out for me - I had guardian angels keeping watch over me at certain phases of my life - I was very sick as a child and in hospital far from home and strangers arms opened to catch me as I remember those first steps when the body cast came off. I have been most fortunate Gail with the love and care in my life. I am most grateful and yes, I do give it in great abundance. The boys sure are growing and I can tell you one thing for sure - I will hear Andrew sing someday - that's my little faraway dream. This is a beautiful photo and touching poem. Hugs to you n yours :)
October 11, 2013 at 6:09 AM
"Planning our steps will be charmed" means that we've trusted all along. That line is especially memorable! Nicely done, nicely presented. (Loved the photo of the kids!)
October 12, 2013 at 4:49 PM
what a nice blessing (or charm) to give to your grandsons ... and to all children!
October 15, 2013 at 8:15 AM