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Saturday, August 6, 2011

Little One. A poem i wrote for my 8 month old son Tristan.

My poor baby boy Tristan had an accident today and we ended up having to take him to the E.R. I don't want to take my eyes off of him. I'm afraid something will go wrong as soon as I do...
Here's a poem I wrote for him a few months after he was born. I love you my precious baby boy

A life so new here before me
A heart so free of pain
The purest form of humanity
A soul so free from stain
No ill thought is rendered in the mind of this child
No regret, nor sorrow, nor ire
With the purest of spirits and a temper so mild
Oh what joy that this little one inspires!

                       By- Joe Wright