Your first cry brought tears of joy deep....
Your first step was a victorious leap...
Your first word etched in my vocabulary multitude....
Your sleepless nights took away my lethargic lassitude.....
Your morning baby naps made my timetable reset.....
Your gibberish talks split my sides with laughter, you bet....
Your fussy tantrums threw me into despair at times...
Your cranky pranks made my days brighter all times....
Your tumble downs pricked my heart sore...
Your rock -a -byes enriched my lullabies more...
A wish to be a part of your growing up journey...
awakening the grandma in me to relive the moments of my motherhood once again! ! !
Ma'am you have made the experience of grandmother hood so beautiful. Your experience every bit makes this poem lively.
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Your fussy tantrums threw me into despair at times... Your cranky pranks made my days brighter all times.... Your tumble downs pricked my heart sore... Your rock -a -byes enriched my lullabies more... really a great poem. tony