G randparents are fortunate for we are truly blessed.
R eliving through our grandchildren the days we call “our best.”
A n array of memories our own dear children brought.
N ow relived with sweet refrain with each and every thought.
D eciding just what it could be that makes me loves them so.
C ould it be their winning ways? or smiles? I just don't know!
H appiness has special meaning when it comes to showing.
I n every little gesture there's a hidden knack for knowing.
L ittle children with their tender ways and sweet affection.
D reams come true through joys we share made real in sweet perfection.
R ainbows grace the skies and at the end they say there's treasures.
E ach of them in their own way have filled our lives with pleasure.
N ow and then I say a prayer that God will always bless
all of my sweet angels with His grace
and happiness!