for Zoe Miranda and Alyssa Ann <br /> <br />As I gaze into the faces <br />of our new granddaughters <br />bright eyes and gentle smiles <br />beckoning my heart to trust, <br />I wonder just how long <br />I’ll be responsible to them. <br />As long as I am able. <br /> <br />Like their brothers and sisters <br />they have changed their parents’ lives <br />forever. Their tiny fingers <br />now reach out like roots <br />into the loose turf of my life <br />holding me together, giving me <br />safe ground to dream for them: <br />cousins like sisters, <br />one day walking together <br />to the beach, blowing out candles <br />on each other’s cakes, <br />spinning around in fine dresses, <br />their lovely faces saying Yes, <br />me too in your life. <br /> <br />Larry Smith<br /><br />Larry Smith<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/blossomings/
