THE CASTLE-BUILDER
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
A gentle boy, with soft and silken locks,
A dreamy boy, with blue and tender eyes,
A castle-builder, with his wooden blocks,
And towers that touch imaginary skies.
A fearless rider on his father's knee,
An eager listener unto stories told
At the Round Table of the nursery,
Of heroes and adventures manifold.
There will be other towers for thee to build;
There will be other steeds for thee to ride;
There will be other legends, and all filled
With greater marvels and more glorified.
Build on, and make thy castles high and fair,
Rising and reaching upward to the skies;
Listening to voices in the upper air,
Nor lose thy simple faith in mysteries.
Budding Author is 8 today. He still builds castles of the Lego sort. And I believe he still imagines he is a knight fighting a fierce dragon and rescuing the town.
I can remember the night he was born so vividly; the mix of fear and excitement that swirled around his unexpected arrival. Alex calls the birth of our first child one of the major highlights of his life. I would whole-heartedly agree.
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Happy Birthday Aidan!!!!! I knew it was his 8th birthday today, so I logged on to wish him a happy day. While he may not remember me so much, I celebrate with you Laura on the miraculous blessing of his birth 8 years ago. I looked at the date this morning at work and immediately thought of Aidan.
I love your new web pages.
Job news? Any news? I pray for God's blessings upon Alex and all of you, but I will miss knowing you are close by. You have been a blessing to me and instrumental in my journey to Christ and with Christ.
Love you, Lisa
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