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.
Thursday, January 2, 2003
Topic(s) of this poem: baby,granddaughter,mountains,winter
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8/24/2026 2:48:09 AM # rel_20260813T193622Z_3aad590
This small beautiful poem talks about an innocent child resting under the umbrella of the snowy winter season. Nice poem.