A Poem about My Grandson by Debbie Lacy
My grandson is now one year old
And he’s as cute as a button bless his little soul,
He’s calls me NeNe now isn’t that sweet,
To give him a snack or some sort of treat,
He loves for me to play hide and seek and chase him all around house
Laughing, giggling and falling to the floor then quickly taking off like mouse,
When he thinks I’m not looking he’s so quick to get into things
I have to be on my Ps and Qs at all times it’s a wonder I don’t have wings,
We’ll have our 20 minute practice of our ABCs and our 123s
Then we sit a watch his favorite cartoon show "Diego" for awhile
I love how the characters on the show keeps him occupied and makes him smile,
Afterwards he starts rubbing his eyes as him runs over and gives me a hug
Well I know he wants his bottle so I lay him down for a nap with his teddy to snug,
As I stood there watching him as he falls asleep
The love I have for my grandson is from my heart that really runs deep,
My husband and I thank God each and every day for his wonderful blessing in providing us a Grandson
How anxiously we pondered walking the floor awaiting his arrival but he came through like a champ and his name is "Tyson"!
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