
02/05/2025
This is so beautiful š»šš»
āThe Grandparent Gazeā
āI held your parent once like this,
Tiny fingers, newborn kissā
Now here I sit, with silver strands,
Cradling you in wrinkled hands.
A circle drawn in love and time,
Your little laugh, a nursery rhyme.
The years, they flyāso swift, so bold,
Yet here you are, and I feel oldā¦
But not in weariness or pain,
More like a soft, refreshing rain.
A reverence I never knew,
Until I looked and saw you.
Surreal, this second tender chance,
To watch another soulās first dance.
To guide, not lead; to love, not moldā
To hold your joy, and not control.
I watch your wonder meet the sky,
And blink back tears I canāt deny.
For in your smile, I see the grace
Of every storm I had to face.
And now I stand on sacred ground,
With quiet awe that knows no boundā
So humbled by this grand design,
That youāre a part of me, yet fully divine.
A gift I never dared expect,
A love so deep, so pure, direct.
You made me new, though I am grayā¦
In you, Iāve found my yesterday.
By: Alexa Marie Brown
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