Granddaughter
Her face is framed by loping brown waves
She gives me a playful smile
It is a delight to see how she behaves
So, I will observe her a while.
Her beauty’s as treasured as a porcelain doll
Long ago, she captured my heart.
When we’re together, we dance at a ball
And I hope I remember my part.
Such a young lass fills me up with glee
That no picture can quite capture
The remarkable, wonderful, beautiful she
Who has her grandpa enraptured.
Here she stands in front of a stone angel’s wings
Her joy evident wherever she goes
And it’s true that she makes Grandpa’s heart sing
With a love God only knows
In this moment, I do the best that I can
To record the happiest of times
For, I am but a simple man
But am always so glad that she’s mine.
