The awesome experience and priviledge of beholding the face of a second generation must be beyond words for many especially first time grandmothers like me..
A head full of lustrous black curly hair
Long athletic feet, graced with cute little toe nails
That look like glacier ice topping on a cake
Bright black eyes staring at a strange but wonderful new world
Behold my second generation, he is way beyond all imagination
Words failed me, as I whispered a hearty welcome into his little ears
Welcome indeed to our world
What a time to make your debut
A troubled world though it may seem
Wars , earthquakes, global warming, recession,hate and crime
The price of liquid gold making people nervous of what the future holds
Some may be born to be part of a problem
But you I hope would be part of the solution
Who knows what he would learn tomorrow
Better I hope than what we know today
So I place my finger in his tiny hands
He grabbed it as one who has received a mantle
To continue the race and conquer the world
A new generation of hope to an ailing world
He looks amazingly grand and beautiful
My new grandson, sure makes me feel real Grand
Guess what, I am the newest and happiest Grandma around.
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