Life has loveliness to sell,
All beautiful and splendid things;
Blue waves whitened on a cliff,
Soaring fire that sways and sings,
And children's faces looking up,
Holding wonder like a cup.
Life has loveliness to sell;
Music like a curve of gold,
Scent of pine trees in the rain,
Eyes that love you, arms that hold,
And, for the spirit's still delight,
Holy thoughts that star the night.
The last two pictures are our granddaughter blowing bubbles as a baby, and at four years old. All pictures taken by me except the baby one.