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Speaking of Robert Herrick, here is another of his poems.

To Anthea

Anthea, I am going hence
With some small stock of innocence;
But yet those blessed gates I see
Withstanding entrance unto me;
To pray for me do thou begin;--
The porter then will let me in.

On 23 February 2007 my wife and I welcomed the arrival of our new daughter, Anthea. She weighed in at 8 lbs and was 21.5 inches long.


Anonymous said…
That's a very pretty poem. I'm bragging to everyone about her. :-D
-the awesome sis and cool aunt