and a ring that is gold clear through
and clothes the colors of flowers ...
I would cultivate in you a gentle spirit,
and curiosity,
and wonder in your eyes ...
For your mind, poems and plays,
words on the pages of a thousand books ...
For your spirit, mysteries and praise,
sureties and prayer ...
from Luci Shaw's poem,
a poet whose little daughters and sons I babysat for as a teenager,
sent to me in a wonderful card by Boniface. Thank you.
I'll have to fill in the blanks. It's actually a poem for Luci's daughter when she was 11 ~~~ so I took those lines for your sweet granddaughter!
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Lovely.
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