Today at the park
this child was a joy to behold
I watched a young mother walking with her boy,Her proud smile told all of her joy.As cute as a button, cheeks rosy and red,Dark curls peeked from under the toque on his head.His laughter, like bells ringing out in the cold,His steps never faltered, he was so bold.I watch as he stomps, kicks and jumps in the snow,Such an adorable little man, too quickly they grow.This sweet little angle perhaps two or three,On short little...