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Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Sweet and Low
With a little revision on my part regarding gender specifics, this is a lullabye I sang to my daughter when she was a wee one. I sang it sweet and low and usually by the time I was done she was sailing the western seas. When she was a tiny bit older I would sing her some pop ballads, but I'll go into that another time. Shhhhhh . . .
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That post made me smile sadly as I remembered putting my own little daughter to sleep in a similar fashion. They grow up but fathers never forget those little moments.
You are so right. My life became real when my daughter came along—so many sweet moments, so many sweet memories.
I'm sure she never slept as sweetly and low as when you sang this to her.
Your blog is very nice and interesting, your texts are nice too. This remembering about your little daughter is heartfelt.
Maybe for you is interesting my blog Suleke about angels, fairies etc in art, literature, music, our thoughts etc. It's in Estonian language, but the pictures do'nt need the words and you will understand the texts with Google Translator.
suleke.blogspot.com
Your blog looks lovely, I look forward to exploring it.
My sister-in-law is from Estonia. Perhaps it will help me learn more of her world, as well.
Jeff, what a nice thing to say—thanks!
It's a beautiful poem and illustration, and a beautiful story. You brought back memories of singing my son to sleep, singing quieter and quieter, until barely a whisper. For my husband and I, too, having our son was the best decision we've ever made.
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