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A Poem For Chloe Come here my little one. Sit upon my lap and wipe away my clouds so I can absorb the warmth of your sunshine. Wrap your arms around my rigid frame and show me your wonderful smile. Today I will feel the joy of being your Grandma. I long to watch you romp through my garden, then join you to pick flowers when your legs tire. There will be some to fill the vase that is waiting for your magic touch on my table, and a bouquet of your favorites to bring home to share with Mommy. When my body aches we will go in the house. I have your blanket ready on the bed, so we can lie comfortable as you tell me of your day. If the pain closes my eyes, I know you will not be afraid. You will sing a beautiful solo to soothe me to sleep and then join me with your head on my shoulder. I will dream of being the Grandma I long to be. My shuffled gait would not hinder us at all as we run along the ocean beach flying a colorful kite high in the sky. The sandcastles we build will be magnificently huge, full of seashells for doors and pebbles for windows. When I awaken you still are dozing with contentment. I look to you and whisper a thank you in your ear. The love that is shown in your innocent gestures keeps everything fresh and in perspective. You show me how blessed my life really is each time you spend a day with me and say to me, "I love you Grandma." |
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