his photo
sits on my desktop
something deep within me understands
what every grandmother knows
he is perfect
just as is
and loved
completely cherished
and somehow
this smile never really leaves my face
when I need some encouragement
I just sit and look again
and this heart swells up full
and nothing else quite matters
he is perfect
just as is
and this grandmother's love
will only grow more fond
as she watches
breadth of days added
and smiles scattered
and giggles filling the hours
and discoverings
and fun
some tears
and all that love wrapped up
in mama papa hugs
and somewhere
a special spot
for a gramma
who will always love
this little person
just as is
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