My Grandson Amon Comments

Congratulations! Amon's only language is love. That's wonderful. By the way, nous aimons in French means we love. I love being a grand-papa.

What a delight a child can be, bridging gulfs as you have described. And even more precious having overcome great improbability, as you say. He must be a busy toddler now. I hope you get to enjoy him often.

This is a beautiful and spiritual poem...and life affirming and well written. Thanks for sharing Denis.

Let me quote from the poem- - Who swam to me across such gulfs? Only a tentative sprout of life Yet prepared for so carefully And rooted so tenaciously He barges through my heart's door To say that life wants to renew itself And is willing to be at home with me

Wow- - - - what a wonderful write and this cute picture of the baby ! ! He has swam unimaginable gulfs to prove the fertile power of the abyss- - -His only language is love- - -He is all about love- - - -His sweet grin remains in your heart, so that you carry the sweetness when you go outside.- - - - - This is an ablolutely beautiful poem about Lord's amazing power of creation - -and His lovely gift 'babe' who dazzles our life with his coming.