Tis the most precious of God's heavenly gifts.
Tender smiles, bright eyes, angelic hair.
Our grandparently hearts, they do twist.
Warmest kisses, and those soft, doe-eyed stares!
September 20, 2020
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2020
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