Grandchildren Poem

Poem Of The Love A Grandma Has

I love my precious Dimara. Words can't really describe. I want all children to know the love of a grandma for her grandchild.

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© Amara Carberry

Published on October 2011

To My Granddaughter

Ah!! My granddaughter! My joy.
She lightens my load
She's like a new toy.
She smiles at me, ever so slightly
I grin right back at her but ever more brightly.
She's the light of my life. I love her dear.
Feels just like Heaven when I draw her near.
Bedtime! Yes, a sweet time of day.
Night, night, precious girl.
Let's you and I pray..


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