Always
One proud Nana I will always be,
The bundle of joy God gave me.
At her sight I did stare,
Beautiful brown eyes and light brown hair.
What a wonderful gift our son gave to me,
When he told me I was a Nana to be.
The months seemed like years before she arrived,
Her cocoon was safe and warm allowing her to thrive.
A blessing from our son and his sweet bride,
Filled her Pop Pop and Nana with the greatest of pride.
To hold her and rock her by the fires warm glow,
With beautiful hands, precious smile, and crinkled up toes.
Our precious Savannah so innocent and sweet,
She is a light that shines bright to those she meets.
Always Savannah,
Always your Nana,
ALWAYS!
Copyright © Cindy Salter | Year Posted 2014
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