Reposting one of my early poems in honor of our newest family member, my granddaughter, who is one week old today 🙂
 Your precious foot prints in the sand of time
visible for a short while on the shores of life
small first, innocently running toward the future
then bigger, walking the trail of everyday routine
finally heavier with keen observation, purpose
they remain to be seen, followed by others
admired, learned from and treasured
until the waves of infinity gently erase them
sparkling and clear, the shores of life remain.
