Sleeping beauty ..

"I held you so tightly in my arms 
Traced your fingers that were gently curled 
Through tears of joy, I whispered quietly 
My beautiful grandchild, welcome to the world."


A short poem to celebrate the baptism of our grandson.  It was a perfect day and when it was all said and done, the little one quietly fell asleep in his grandmother's arms.  But not without tears of joy.  
Mr. Curious is in the extra.