Treasured Moments Remembered

Not so long ago...
Nor so very far away
You were a little girl
And with the fawn did play

The language that you spoke
Seemed to be the very same
For fear was felt by neither
As you played your little game

Photos will attest
To the truth of this event
Both captured at gentle rest
Treasured moments too soon spent

Now you both are grown and gone
Time has a way of passing
The deer to parts unknown
You as a wedded mother basking

Rose Abrams
January 28, 2002

Dedicated to my daughter Chrisynda
Love you... and you know it!
~Momma~