Scattered memories, like leaves in autumn,
Cover my mind with happy thoughts of you;
All full of color and rich variety
Each season of your life comes to my view.
I see the first unsteady steps you take
And hear you speak your first uttered words;
I see your mind turn with projects you make
I see your acts of love and know you've heard.
And I see far into the future near
The man that will grow from the boy;
He will be wise and kind and will hold dear
The virtues which to his life will bring great joy.
And I see my love for him increase a hundred fold
And feel eternal joy when him in my arms I hold.
December 1993
December 1993
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