Flowing Tresses Poem by Gordon D Wilkinson

Blonde tresses blowing free
Face all aglow full of glee
Smiling as you walk this way
I can see you want to play
That cheeky twinkle in your eyes
What you’re thinking I can surmise
Grasping my hand we take a walk
Excitedly you start to talk
Your news knocks me off my feet
Now I know our life is complete
Today at the doctors surgery
They told you with certainty
Our baby is now confirmed, yippee
Instead of two now we are three