Christine Wessels Poet Rhyme

A Valentine Poem For My Grandson

Roses are red, violets are blue,
i wanted a grandson and god gave me you.

I knew we would fish, sometimes all day long,
and then we would end our night in a song.

I know you're getting big,
and someday you'll drive your rig.

But never forget, you'll always hold
the key to my heart.
. 
       Love Grannypants
p.s. get yer fishin'pole ready
'cause there's fish to be had at the riverssippi

(My grandson always called the mississippi river,
the riverssippi)

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