Grand Child
Your tiny hand
Reminds me of your Mom's once
So much fun to play and laugh
Then separate for another day.
Chilren take up an entire lifetime
Grandchildren are sparks and burst of light
In the dark years.
All is new memories
The old ones are blurred and edged
with time.
Thank you for today.
Tomorrow is so much
blessing.
Reminds me of your Mom's once
So much fun to play and laugh
Then separate for another day.
Chilren take up an entire lifetime
Grandchildren are sparks and burst of light
In the dark years.
All is new memories
The old ones are blurred and edged
with time.
Thank you for today.
Tomorrow is so much
blessing.
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