Daughter Number Four
November of sixty, we took the same name.
We had a son and two daughters right away.
Nine years later, daughter three came...
A joy to us all every day
We are proud of all of them, of course.
They are grown, families of their own.
They have been our life and source,
of true happiness, on and on.
Our fourth daughter married our son.
She is exquisitely exact in every way,
concerning her work, home, family and fun.
She revels in life every day.
She is intentional in each mode of life
and performs each with excellent skill.
She loves working, being a mom, and wife
and tubing down a snow covered hill.
We all love her and claim her our own.
She rewards me with ginger bread men
The seeds of family have been sown.
Nurtured and grown........not worn thin.
© Apr 20 2010
Copyright © Charles Henderson | Year Posted 2010
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