Your Poem, Lucas


   

Your Poem Lucas,
“For The Asking” ....as Simon and Garfunkel would say...

This is the first Poem for you, Lucas.
Little Lucas Santos.....Lucie.
Your brothers, Grampa Mikie and I like to call you Lucie.
Your Great Gramma McLean would have definitely called you Lucie!
Your parents like to call you Lucas.

You were lovingly anticipated and wished for by your family.
Your Momma and Dadda
were waiting for you before you even were created.
Baby number three.
Boy number three.
Brother number three.
The third sibling to complete the brood.

And here you are.....
Laughing, watching, learning.
Trusting, investigating, mischief making.
More curious as each day goes by.
Happiest amidst the action and bustle of your family...just waiting to make your mark in this busy, noisy world.

Hugged and kissed daily by your brothers....
Poked, prodded and wrestled with in brotherly fashion when the opportunity arises, and there have been many!
Forever smiling and recording lessons learned from their antics so you can join in and add to the fun!

You are a brilliant boy who shines like the sun.
You brighten a room with your zest for life.
You will climb mountains and slide down rainbows.

You are Lucas Santos Wozenilek and your name is written in the stars and carved in our hearts.

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