Trembles and Thrills
Thoughts stir memories—
that tall oak door down the hall.
When I peeked inside,
trembles and thrills engulfed me;
beating heart filled up with pride.
Visioned there within—
perfect gift beyond compare.
Tears filled up my eyes.
Trembles and thrills engulfed me;
feelings I could not disguise.
What a lovely sight—
heartfelt joy of pure delight!
Miracle to see—
first grand-babe for me was born!
Trembles and thrills engulfed me.
Sandra M. Haight
~7th Place~
Contest: Trembles and Thrills
Sponsor: Olive Eloisa Guillermo
Judged: 12/19/2015
Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2015
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