Tagged: Grandpas

Fathers ©2016 Beth Terry, CSP 0

Fathers – Roots and Wings

He held my hand All the way to the Kindergarten door kissed my nose and he set me free. He guided the pink-bedazzled bike down the driveway, sent me sailing alone and he set me free. He put my feet on his in that nursery...

Social Network Widget by Acurax Small Business Website Designers
Check Our FeedVisit Us On TwitterVisit Us On YoutubeVisit Us On LinkedinVisit Us On Pinterest