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Baby Shoes

Well, good morning to everyone.  I hope this day is a good one for all.  The sun is shining and I am grateful that my friend came out of surgery yesterday and is doing well.  As I sit here this morning, I cannot help but reminisce about my eldest granddaughter. So today's blog is about her and her Baby shoes.   Today she begins a new chapter in her book of life.  She is on her way to college.  Where in the world has the time gone?  It was 18 years ago when this beautiful child came into our lives.  I held her hand on the day she was born and held it on many occasions since.  I will never forget the day that she decided to she was too old to hold my hand...I was devastated!  But they all grow up....if we are fortunate enough.  I thought about all those moments and hand holding.  It even came to me as I was thinking about the expression on their wedding day.  The father and mother give their daughters hand in marriage!  Well, that put a spin on it for me.  And then I went back to those days when she was small.  The days spent sitting in the rocking chair with her.  I sang more songs than probably anyone would have liked to have heard...I even made up a song just for her.  It was called "Sarah".  It was a catchy tune and many still remember it.  I won't ever forget it.  And that thought reminded me of another song that I used to sing to her.  It was called Baby Shoes.  My mother used to sing it to my daughters and I in turn sang it to my granddaughters.  It is a song that I thought perhaps my mother had made up as well, since I had never heard anyone else sing or even speak of it.  Then I decided to search as see whether there actually was such a song and Viola, thanks to the magic of cyber space..I found it.  Here are the lyrics.  
 Imagine the love
Of a child for his toys, The love of a bird For its mate, Imagine the love Of a miser for gold, Then imagine a love Twice as great. If you multiply each love A million times more, It won't be half the love That a mother has for: Baby shoes, baby shoes, Mother will never forget them, You have forgotten When your feet were bare, Mother remembers, She still has a pair Of baby shoes, baby shoes, To keep them, The world she'd refuse. If she had to choose, Her life she would lose, Before she'd part with her Baby's shoes. Baby shoes, baby shoes, Mother will never forget them, You have forgotten When your feet were bare, Mother remembers, She still has a pair Of baby shoes, baby shoes, To keep them, The world she'd refuse. If she had to choose, Her life she would lose, Before she'd part with her Baby's shoes. Alone in the attic She fondles those shoes, And wonders Where her boy has gone, And over his shoes She is saying a pray'r, That the good Lord Will keep him from harm. In her heart There is gladness, Tho' her eyes are wet, Because Mother remembers, Tho' you may forget: Baby shoes, baby shoes, Mother will never forget them, You have forgotten When your feet were bare, Mother remembers, She still has a pair Of baby shoes, baby shoes, To keep them, The world she'd refuse. If she had to choose, Her life she would lose, Before she'd part with her Baby's shoes. Baby shoes, baby shoes, Mother will never forget them, You have forgotten When your feet were bare, Mother remembers, She still has a pair Of baby shoes, baby shoes, To keep them, The world she'd refuse. If she had to choose, Her life she would lose, Before she'd part with her Baby's shoes.
Funny how that song resonates so much more with me today.  As I sit here and remember the song, I also remember one of the first things I received after my mother passed away.  It was my baby shoes that she had bronzed years and years ago.  They now sit on my nightstand.  MY baby shoes.  I think about how the time has flown by...I am turning 60 next month...my granddaughter is heading to college and I am still humming that song in my head while in my bare feet...remembering all those baby shoes and the life that filled them.   

 


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