Mammaw and Pappaw put this together for Gabby. Pappaw built the outside, and Mammaw decorated the inside. The rooms look so real!
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Happy 12th Birthday Gabby!
Mammaw and Pappaw put this together for Gabby. Pappaw built the outside, and Mammaw decorated the inside. The rooms look so real!
Sunday, February 15, 2009
My Turn
Robby came up with a tradition between us, even before we were married--that we were to take turns each year to write to one another. This year was my year, so here is my poem.
A Stolen Heart
To my husband, could it be that fifteenth year?
When you wrote the first poem with the mark of William Shakespeare?
Where has the time gone from that most momentous day
"A Rose Will Bloom," the title, and you the one for whom I prayed.
Our love, was sowed, the seed of it, strong and with holds time.
For you see, God has planted it–so precious, so beautiful, so divine.
He gave us gifts one to another, and just one thing I have to say,
I will never leave you nor forsake you as I promised you upon our wedding day.
Thank you for being our head and for washing me with the Word.
You have a great and mighty job–I am truly blessed--that is for sure.
You have the weight of this world sometimes upon your shoulders,
but God is your delight nonetheless even as we grow older.
My heart has been stolen– you the unmistakable thief.
Had I loved another and not met you– me oh my, good grief!
I could not stand to miss it, this love, this time, these years.
For you, Robby, are my life, my love, the one I respect and revere.
Rhonda Lindsay
February 14, 2009
A Stolen Heart
To my husband, could it be that fifteenth year?
When you wrote the first poem with the mark of William Shakespeare?
Where has the time gone from that most momentous day
"A Rose Will Bloom," the title, and you the one for whom I prayed.
Our love, was sowed, the seed of it, strong and with holds time.
For you see, God has planted it–so precious, so beautiful, so divine.
He gave us gifts one to another, and just one thing I have to say,
I will never leave you nor forsake you as I promised you upon our wedding day.
Thank you for being our head and for washing me with the Word.
You have a great and mighty job–I am truly blessed--that is for sure.
You have the weight of this world sometimes upon your shoulders,
but God is your delight nonetheless even as we grow older.
My heart has been stolen– you the unmistakable thief.
Had I loved another and not met you– me oh my, good grief!
I could not stand to miss it, this love, this time, these years.
For you, Robby, are my life, my love, the one I respect and revere.
Rhonda Lindsay
February 14, 2009
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