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+ 1ST POEMS: At A Glimpse Of Lady Certainly Rocking Our Granddaughter
[July 4th, 2006; revised December 21, 2019]
Shyly, she climbs up on your lap, quiet as can be,
to hear you sing the hymn: "Jesus Loves Me."
Oh, my Beloved Lady Certainly,
this moment in time means so much to me,
far more than can be told in poetry.
J-Called
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and proudly she sang
and proudly she sang
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Yes, but also softly and
Yes, but also softly and gently, and well in tune; watching and listening, I felt tears in my eyes. I never thought I would ever meet a grandmother as loving as my own paternal grandmother was to me, until my wife and I became grandparents. Then I saw my own grandma, all over again. Fourteen years later, with our two youngest grandchildren (three, and less than one year), and our first great grandchild (less than a year) she is just as much loving to them, and just as fully engaged.
J-Called
isn`t that the way life
isn`t that the way life should be
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Yes. Even our new
Yes. Even our new great-grandchild, and her sibling on the way, will benefit for her presence and from the spiritual grace that distinguishes her.
J-Called
and they are lucky to even
and they are lucky to even meet there great grand parents
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Beautiful
Beautiful image.
Thank you so very much. I
Thank you so very much. I wrote that poem a long, long time ago, after observing it actually happen on July 4, 2006, so fourteen years ago as of Saturday. I never thought I would ever see anyone as wonderfully grandmotherly as my own paternal grandmother had been . . . until I watched my wife (second marriage for both of us) with the grandchildren of our blended family. The poem recounts one of the finest memories I have.
J-Called