Hello
my little one, welcome
to the world,
as around my heart,
your fingers have
curled.
With just one look
at your tiny sweet
face,
you've marked my
heart with your
own special place.
You're
a
blessing from God,
a tiny gift of love,
escorted by angels
and a guiding dove.
Your tiny smile,
brings such tears
of joy
that stream down
my face, so much
to enjoy.
Will
you ever know what
you mean to me?
How your very presence
sets my spirit free.
I've barely just
met you, yet the
grip you hold,
is a bond for a
lifetime, worth
its weight in gold.
I
was there with my
daughter on the
day you were born,
and the nursery
was glowing, with
you it adorned.
Your long coal black
curls, your tiny
red face,
you captured the
hearts of every
nurse in the place.
So
meet me, your grandmother,
you can call me
Gran,
and if the notion
strikes you, call
me Gran Diane.
But either way you
choose, I'm at your
beckoned call,
there's a life of
joy before us, we
are gonna have a
ball.
(Born
today--July 30,
2005)
©Written
by: Dee (Diana)
Copyright July 30,
2005 ®
