Sometimes I really do wonder,
Why they are called grand??
Then I know A Loving Grandmother,
Can always fully understand.
You get that inportant phone call.
You have waited for so long
Excitement really kicks in ,
As you arrive and rush down the hall .
You see taht precious baby,
Gender really doesn't matter at all
It brings back many memories,
Of when your children were so small .
You congratulate the parents,
As you see mother and baby are o.k.,
You know without a doubt,
this was done in own God's Way.
Many sacrifices made along the way,
Are very much worthwhile,
When you see that sweet little face,
And that bright cheery smile.
Time rocks on as thy grow and grow,
Then comes their future, rushing too and from,
They will always be our babies,
If anyone should ask ,
They are all very Special .
From the first one to the last!!!!!!!
done by christine (white queen )