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And Spring arose on the garden fair,
Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;
And each flower and herb on Earth’s dark breast
rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.
~Percy Bysshe Shelley, “The Sensitive Plant”
My son is my first born. When he came into our lives, we were changed forever. I never knew I could love someone so whole heartily and unconditionally until I looked into his eyes. Happy 6th birthday to my little sweetheart. You bring us so much joy and we are so proud of who you are. You are forever my sweet baby, James.
Cant believe how much hes GROWN!!! I see so much of Elle in his face. Such a handsome little dude!
Happy Birthday James! Such a cutie pie!
I have been astonished that men could die martyrs for their religion ~
I have shudder’d at it.
I shudder no more.
I could be martyr’d for my religion
Love is my religion
And I could die for that.
I could die for you.
~ John Keats
Oh My. .. Breathtaking!
