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Tiny little hands extending out to me.

With the most radiant smiling face, that one could ever see.

Hear the sound of laughter coming from such a tiny little thing,

A sound so angelic, you can hear the angels sing.

The pitter patter of tiny little feet, running all about.

Fills your heart with such joy, that you want to jump and shout.

Tiny little fingers, with a touch as soft as lace,

As you hold this tiny child, teardrops stream down your face.

The gaiety of childish giggling filling the air,

When suddenly tiny hands, reach up and grab your hair.

These moments you will cherish, these moments will make you smile, As you sit absorbed in the innocence a sweet grandchild.


LOVE Grandma ~Johnnie Oakes ~