I found her sitting at play,
in the middle of the day.
She had two short braids tighty woven,
bright yellow ribbons, personally chosen.
her cheeks tinted rose, on vanilla and cream,
a soft complexion, one of the best I've seen.
She smiled with a smile so full of joy,
enjoying her afternoon with a bag full of toys.
I stood thinking of this blessing of mine,
so abundantly given from the great divine.
Though I see her less than once a week,
it's that quality time I happily greet.
May showers of Blessings be her infinite gift,
and bright shining stars never drift.
I'm taking this time Lord on bended knee
to say thankyou Father God,
for the grand-daughter,
you've given me.
Isabella, Isabella sweet, sweet as can be
Written by: Granma Germain
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