Mrs. Linda brought over this beautifully
scrumptious bouquet of delicacies...
by the way, there was but a handful left for the baggie! ahem...
Grandma Lorry enjoying the chocolaty-goodness...
Grandma June graciously pausing her goody feast...
Grandma "D" committing a crime of yumminess..
♥The Lovebirds♥
Dad passed out a rose to each of the gals
Stopping to smell the roses
Isn't he so thoughtful?
Roses are red...but hers is white!
Love you, Dad!
♪ ...She's her daddy's little girl... ♪
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Sonnet 116 ~ William Shakespeare
