Baby mine, don't you cry
Baby mine, Dry your eyes
Rest your head close to my heart
Never to part, baby of mine
Little one, when you play
Don't you mind what they say
Let those eyes sparkle and shine
Never a tear, baby of mine
If they knew sweet little you
They'd end up loving you too
All those same people who scold you
What they'd give just for the
right to hold you
From your head down to your toes
You're not much, goodness knows
But you're so precious to me
Sweet as can be, baby of mine
Wednesday 24 June 2009
Thursday 11 June 2009
The most lovely drive in the world?
"The most lovely drive in the world? For me is between Jemimaville and Cromarty on a June evening with herons on the shore line, stippled sunlight on the fields, and my newly-left-school-daughter learner-driving beside me, slightly too close to the ditch chatting and laughing and full of hope. Seems I blinked and she went from playgroup to here." -Auntie Lindys Facebook status, 11th June 2009.
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