A poem to my granddaughter.
Snuggling on my lap
With a book to be read
You are in your pajamas
And all ready for bed.
My arms encircle you
You are easy to measure
We enjoy a story together
These are moments to treasure.
You are too young to know
You’ll grow away somehow
And I’ll grow older I’m aware
I’ll lock up memories now.
When someone on your lap
Brings a story to share
Unlock your memories
And bring me there.
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