Saturday, October 1, 2011

My Biggest Thrill

WWII ends — We return to Indiana
To new jobs, a mortgage and bills.
Lomie did more than her share
And still provided me with thrills.
But , after seven years, the biggest thrill,
And I don’t mean maybe,
Was when she cried, “I killed the frog!
We are going to have a baby!”

Each day, Lomie became more beautiful
And I was as thrilled as I could be.
I knew it could not be fun for her,
But she seemed more happy than me.
She gave me a seven pound baby girl,
We named her, Lola Kris......
I was so proud, yet felt very humble,
For all I could give her was a kiss.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, KRIS!