To Janelle, New Mother-to-Be
Blessings, Blessings, Blessings
Across the miles
Our love doth fly
And soon we'll sing
A lullaby
Welcome sweet daughter
Beloved wife of my son
Blessed family
We are ONE!
xoxo
Grannies to be,
Mom & Etta
(This poem was hand-written on clouds, floating across a blue sky inside a shadow box I created for our new daughter-in-law, Janelle. Shortly after I heard the news of her pregnancy, I wanted to send her something special - just for her. What's more special than a love poem - tucked inside a colorful 3-D shadow box?)
poem by Janet K. Rauch
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