My Granddaughter
I had a talk the other day
With someone Oh, so sweet
Her smile was sweet and innocent,
She swept me off my feet
A flaxen haired young lady
Between just four and five
Her blue eyes twinkled as she talked
So vibrant - so alive
We walked and talked that sunny day
Her interests were so fine
We wandered aimlessly about
Her hand held firm in mine
She questioned many things that day
So she would understand
My answers were with humor
And she clapped her little hands
Then, with a hug about my neck
A kiss, a squeeze with care
She looked at me and sweetly said
"I love you Granddad dear"
I hugged her back and kissed her cheek
With moisture in my eyes
How can someone so very young
Become so very wise?
I put her gently on the ground
With feelings so complete
Away she streaked across the lawn
On tiny sneakered feet
With pigtails flying in the breeze
Within my heart I felt
A thankfulness to God above
As on the grass I knelt
I watched her scurry to and fro
As busy as could be
And every now and then she'd turn
And look back up at me
I stood to hurry after her
She stopped and waited then
I realized she accepted me
As playmate and as friend
Her hands she placed upon her hips
She waited as though mad
And then she smiled her angel smile
And said, "Hurry up Granddad."
I only hope the two of us
Walk many, many miles
I'd walk from hewre to Timbuktu
To see my grandchild smile
And should she ask for me to come
I's never question why
She means so very much to me
My sweet granddaughter KAI!
Copyright © George D. Miller | Year Posted 2017
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