The Decision Of Grandparents - Poem by stephanie varnadore
Decision making is a wonderful thing,
God gave us it as a gift.
For He has the ultimate bling,
With glorious light that shifts.
His many decisions has one that stands out,
When something grand was put on account.
A mortal whose heart was so stout,
A love so contagious, give it back I won't.
"Grandparents" is what they were named,
They are sweet and generous to me.
Their time on this earth shall never be tamed,
Sweetly covered with incense and tea.
The smell of cookies and pie,
Fill my nostrils whenever I'm there.
In the kitchen she stands and gives a great sigh,
For I am her angel and everyone should share.
I love her deeply and forever I shall,
Ever remember what all she would tell me.
Whenever I felt small,
She would always make me see.
The good in everything is what she is,
I never thought that I would ever fall.
Out of alignment is never her bliss,
My grandmother is who I call.
All I want to say,
Is Happy Grandparents Day.
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