First Granddaughter Poem by Beate E. Verterano

First Granddaughter

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A precious little child
Fashioned by God's own hand,
Sweetness that goes unequaled
by the handiwork of man.

A winter baby sleeping calmly
As mountains beneath a robe of white
And winter winds breathe softly
Of God's gift this wondrous little life.

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Rajnish Manga 02 January 2015

This small beautiful poem talks about an innocent child resting under the umbrella of the snowy winter season. Nice poem.

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Beate E. Verterano

Beate E. Verterano

Plattsburgh, New York
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