Love this! Mine 8 yr old was "Scottie". He is now a special task force "cop" and the father of 4. No one calls him Scottie anymore. His oldest, Trinity, is coming to live with me next week to go to college. I'm very excited about that. But I cherish the memories of that little guy who walked with me, his hand in mine. Thanks for this lovely poem.
The following section applies to this forum item as a whole,
not this individual post.
Any feedback sent through it will go to the forum's
owner, Andy~hating university.
Printed from https://shop.writing.com/main/forums/message_id/3284785
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.12 seconds at 5:55pm on Nov 12, 2024 via server WEBX1.