Distilled

Time spent with a baby Is like liquid that's distilled, For the bad has all but vanished And contentment is fulfilled. As a Nana, I'm rewarded With the giggles and the smiles And the outside world seems far away - At least a million miles. For the two of us together (And with Grandpa, sometimes three) Have a bond that any outside person Easily could see. There is absolutely nothing That can really quite compare To the hours I spend with Henry - Time that's precious, sweet and rare.