Sweet Erika
Sweet Erika I miss not seeing you,
as often as I use to.
I may not tell you how much
I love you, like I use to.
You are my only Grand Daughter
and you are so special to me.
You are still cute as a button,
I am amazed with how grown up you are.
In a few short years you will become
a young woman, I may not live to see it.
Knowing that whatever you decide
to become, success will surely follow.
I want you to know, how proud I am
to be your Grandfather.
Written 4-17-11
Copyright © James Foulk | Year Posted 2011
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