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Thanks, Kathryn!Pre-e-e-e--e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-cious!!!!!!
A Poem by Rupert Brooke. Your family is full of beauty.
Me with every one of my grandbabies!
Me with the grandchild who looks the most like me - Mini Me! Sad thing is, she acts like me too. And is built like me. Poor baby.
My youngest daughter, my mother, me, and my oldest daughter
Beautiful granddaughter...
My passle of adorable grandkids!
Grandkids with their great granddaddy (my dad!)
Titled: Beauty and Beauty
When Beauty and Beauty meet
All naked, fair to fair,
The earth is crying-sweet,
And scattering-bright the air,
Eddying, dizzying, closing round,
With soft and drunken laughter;
Veiling all that may befall
After -- after --
Where Beauty and Beauty met,
Earth's still a-tremble there,
And winds are scented yet,
And memory-soft the air,
Bosoming, folding glints of light,
And shreds of shadowy laughter;
Not the tears that fill the years
After -- after --
A Poem by Rupert Brooke. Your family is full of beauty.