My little PRINCESS

Sophia Rose (the barefoot Princess)

Here she is just two months old my first grandbaby and a PRINCESS to boot,

I miss Eskimo Kisses

Found this poem i wrote when my son Tim was a teenager, sheesh rough times but now he is a father himself and i bet he already loves little Sophia as much as i love them both.The other day he was giving her kisses all over and it reminded me of the days of eskimo kisses that i used to give all my little ones.

TIM

I  miss
eskimo kisses
and rubbing noses
Small chubby feet
with teeny
tiny toeses !
Your smile
when the fairies
did magical things,
When all along
it was me
who had wings !
I miss
your belief in me
to make
everything right,
Your feet in
the hallway
your voice in
the night !
When imagination
reigned
before truth,
Before fighting
and hurt
before youth !
I miss being
mummy
that much is true,
Mostly the thing
that i miss Tim
is you !
           Jullie 2000

After four sons a grandaughter is born and the angels sang.