Good Morning!
We drove by your place yesterday and saw some road carving going on.
We will watch the progress! Exciting!!
I
have been thinking about you getting ready to go today. I remembered
this verse I got at from a mother's week presentation at "Ricks" then.
It was before I had sent out any missionaries but they were getting to
that age.
I loved it and thought you might enjoy it at this time....
Have a great time this week!
To press my lips upon fair cheek or brow,
Of my young sons
So long have I stooped down.
But suddenly, to my surprise,
I find that I must stand on toe-tips
To kiss their lips.
These tall young sons,
Each straight as any pine.
Can they be mine?
Soon I must share them.
Soon I know that they will go.
But I am glad
That I have had small sons to stoop too-
Tall sons to reach to,
Clean sons to give—that other sons might live.
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