My Filly's Touch


	My Filly's Touch More beautiful than a sunrise on a south pacific bay, More precious than yellow gold is this filly that came my way. My heart she has captured without a battle being fought, The joys of having a granddaughter to me my filly has taught. She lifts my heavy heart when worries of the world have me down, It’s joy pure and simple when my darling is around. I just hope when she’s older she can visit now and then, So I can tell her every time how much joy to me she has been. JRS © 1-4-02 The "Okie" Poet All poems copyrighted ã1997-... Spring Creations The "Okie" Poet All Rights Reserved