An August summer day
Already in the castle
Two boys and a girl hair of gold
It’s an august summer day
And the baby is born
A private doctor
The baby in curls
Giant hands, quiet his laughte
rHis mother he loves
His father loves them both
Money is plenty and plenty of love
Al they needed the name of God
And google to know
Quiet and smiles, a humble soul
Everything perfect
Tomorrow-Who knows?
But today… anything goes
Photo by houghtonbirdsPhoto by Sean MacEntee