Poetry from Joan Beebe

The month of October is special to your mom and dad
For that is not only when you were born,
But when they met at a Halloween Party and were so glad
So round and round the room they did chase
And they had big smiles on their face.
Their love for each other seemed to bloom right away
They shared their lives and looked to the day
When the circle of their rings and the vows they made
Would together as one knew their love would never fade
Then, after some time, little Rosemary was born
Their joy knew no bounds as they gazed into your face
Love was completed as they held a baby of their own
When one October day you arrived and they brought you home.