A bit of prefice to this poem. My son had made me proud.
High school, college, law school. As the graduates walked
up one by one. I heard my son's name called. I took my wife's
hand. Here is the rest of the story:
Blue skies, a brook, a bumble bee;
Seen on the walk we took you and me!
I wrote,"I love you!" upon your palm.
The words out a ripple back so calm.
A lady bug--a tiny garden snake,
Things of which our dreams we make!
So pity those who have never known,
An embryo, an infant, now fully grown!
Danny a child that came from our seed,
To face the world in it's time of need.
A world that begins in cap and gown,
Once begun in the love we both had found.
On that day we met and shared an especial look,
And found blue skies a bumble bee and a brook.