Grandson

It was a magical day when you came to stay

It was a space of unbinding joy that enfolded into our lives

A joy like the kind that’s hard to say without feeling the grace of life

Life . . .

It’s so precious and so grand.

To see you brought into this world

you made us fans.

Day one-one-five you opened your eyes

You said your goodbyes to your spirit guides,

and you entrusted us here on this side.

We want you to know that we will be here with you

as you make your way through life.

Cheering you on as you strive and thrive

to achieve your goals through your drive.

Life . . .

It’s so precious and so grand.

How could six pounds and twelve ounces,

change our stance by just one glance.

The magic in this moment is more than chance,

it’s the miracle of life witnessed as we pranced.

We celebrated your entrance into this realm

by vowing to make you our gem.

To keep you loved, cared for and protected is our oath

Jeremiah Anthony, our precious grandson,

we won’t let you down.

Poem by S.L. Harris

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