ON Judith's Blog, we will feature works by members of our community which have entertained, moved or inspired us. We're kicking off with this loving poem by proud grandparent Elizabeth.
But you couldn't wait, small and sweet as a peach,
To come to us.
Honeysuckle and roses,
Pigeons cooing and a robin in the apple tree,
Welcome you home.
At the end of May
After a hot, sunny day,
As half a silver moon, hung in a velvet sky
You came to us,