musings.

Posted in diary of a wife by angie wirthlin

Freckles like constellations on your face lead me to a distant place.

Turtles in buckets, and hobbit feet, remind me that life is fast and slow, that I want you to grow, but never go.

2 thoughts on “musings.”

st sahm

May5,2014 at 12:25 pm

Wonder Wirthlin! Beautiful words for a beautiful boy.
Thomas Wirthlin

May12,2014 at 9:45 am

Brilliant. You are both my treasures

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