Grandchildren Poem

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

To My Granddaughter

© Amara Carberry
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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Published: Oct 2011

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