The Glove-a remembrance for the family days
By CatherineYen(20,979)  
Andris
The Glove
See, whose glove is that small,
With warmth and hope,
The hands I have ever hold,
Gentle like the spring breeze flow,
Of thee I have been told,
The little boy with benevolence, justice and glow.
Sweetness is the door,
As an entrance, a promissing call,
Born with keen sense in music,
Indulging in arts and literature,
You bring the warmth and hope,
Laughter and joy to this home.
Someday when you grow,
The passed days will never recall,
The thrieving beauty in yellow and blue,
Of the small glove;
It's still there in the drawer, at home.
p.s. The small glove inspired me for the beautiful days that I spent together with the children, now Tiffy is in Vienna, and PoHan is in Toronto, the days won't be recalled. This small glove brings me a sigh and a wonderful remembrance. -- Author 10-14-2007
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