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Thursday, September 1, 2011

MAYA

I was cleaning out files today and came across a poem I wrote when my first granddaughter (actually my first grandchild) was born in May of 2000.  Thought I would share it:

All I saw were great big eyes
Didn't matter her looks or size
Just seeing her little features so cute
Nothing else mattered, in her birthday suit

We glanced at each other, only my eyes saw
And I pretended she said, "hello grandmaw"
And we made a pack to stay close that day
For the rest of our lives, that early May

As time has passed, I've loved her more
Happiness isn't something I knew before
Our bond will grow I am very sure
For a granddaughters love is very pure

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