Grandparents touch a special place
Where fondness remains true
Filling our precious lives with grace
To last a lifetime through
Their strong hands are soft and tender
Nurturing is their creed
And their hearts are meant to render
More love than one could need.
Grandparents take the time to hear
The dreams their loved ones share
They laugh and sometimes, wipe a tear
To show how much they care
Their empathy is made to last
Under God’s sacred plan
No length could be too small or vast
For their kindness to span.
Grandparents form a special bond
No one can ever break
Their adoration lasts beyond
The earthen steps we take
A breath of hope; a staunch ally
Indeed, our lives are blessed
There is no way one could deny
Grandparents are the best!
© 2007 – Jill Eisnaugle’s Poetry Collection
Peace&Grace,
Sharon
Ron
Love Tinka
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~
I lost my grandparents when I was young, but I remember my Dad's Mom and Dad. My Mom's parents lived in another state so I never saw them. We shared letters when I became an adult, but I wish I could have been closer to them. Beautiful, teaching write, Jill.
Many blessings,
~Linda
Carmen
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Burleson, Karen Lynn. :D