Grandkins
grandma..
years now glisten there,
silvery streak in her hair,
truest, gentlest care..
grandpa..
to walk with grampop
is to hear the paved road laugh
at its unpaved half..
grandkid..
child of eternal now,
tomorrow's one sacred vow,
shows the way, shows how..
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