One year (years ago), my sister and I decided to buy our father a Bible for Father’s Day. My sister thought it would be more personal if we included a poem – specially written. So I put pen to paper and wrote the following poem.
The heaviness of sleep left his eyelids as Isaac’s Grandfather woke early the next morning. Turning his head he could see his grandson sound asleep on the recliner next to […]
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