Sun Shine and Sun Dipped Lace

Hunter, my eight-year old grandson, and I sat under the tree in the front yard. He started saying rhymes and we were having fun just making up silly rhymes. The sun was streaming through the tree into my eyes, and the following poem came to me. I dedicated this poem to my precious little guy, which totally delighted him and brought a smile to my face.

Ode to Hunter

When the sun shines

upon my face,

It makes the shadows

appear as lace.

Sitting here looking

into your beautiful eyes,

I realize that you

are my wonderful surprise.

I thank the Lord

for giving you to me.

Who would have thought

that this could really be.

Fun and energy,

Play and free.

Love divine

How wonderful that you are mine.

When the sun shines

upon my face,

I delight that you ARE the pattern

of the sun-dipped lace.

Copyright Donna Louise Ham

After church, after lunch

sitting in the front yard

on the bench, on the porch.

September 27, 2009

The Praying Girl