Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Kissing Baby Feet

Love comes in many ways. Once I made a Valentines Day card for my wife. It said (I wrote), "Valentines Day - big deal - just another day - I love you more." Pure love can fit convention. Often it doesn't. Then there are babies. Thirty-some years ago--our daughters . . . . And ever after.

Sweet as a spring bloom

Warm like fresh bread

Autumn leaves

The forest scented

Kissing baby’s feet.

© 2005 Ardi Keim 1/29/05


  1. Marks of a blessed life. ;) You're one of the fortunate ones, Ardi. Sweet dreams with your beloved wife. Cheers.