Again, Jacob, I think was somewhere around four months old. Even at this age, he would grab my face and give me kisses, big sloppy kisses on my cheeks. LOL Oh, the joy! My first grand child!
Poetry, Writing, Thoughts on Everyday Life. (Picture is of New River Gorge Bridge, Fayetteville, WV at Dusk.)
Wednesday, August 1, 2018
Monday, July 30, 2018
Saturday, July 28, 2018
Thursday, July 26, 2018
Jacob Matthew, my first grandson. So beautiful!
I'm not sure but I think he was about six months old here. I was babysitting him while his Mom worked at the Post Office. He always loved to come to Nana's house. He knew I would feed him well, and he was always hungry. He was a big boy and I love him so. Just as I do his Mom.
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Wednesday, July 25, 2018
Monday, July 16, 2018
Wednesday, May 16, 2018
I love this song! Gives me comfort and hope.
Somewhere Out There
- Somewhere out there beneath the pale moonlight
Someone's thinking of me and loving me tonightSomewhere out there someone's saying a prayer
That we'll find one another in that big somewhere out thereAnd even though I know how very far apart we are
It helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright starAnd when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby
It helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big skySomewhere out there if love can see us through
Then we'll be together somewhere out there
Out where dreams come trueAnd even though I know how very far apart we are
It helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright starAnd when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby
It helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big skySomewhere out there if love can see us through
Then we'll be together somewhere out there
Out where dreams come trueSongwriters: STEVE EARLE© Universal Music Publishing GroupFor non-commercial use only.Data from: LyricFind
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