My Youngest Heart Throb

Welcome to the world Wrenley Catherine Ann

My latest grand miracle who undoubtedly can

Wrap my heart around a tiny finger

Force my gaze upon you to linger

Number eight grandchild you may be

My 2nd grand daughter you see

With 1 sister and 3 older brothers

Three boy cousins from another mother

Still you are unique unto yourself

My own bright and mischievous little elf

All eight are mine, proof there is meaning

Proof there is a God upon whom to be leaning

Born you were on February 26

A hole in our heart only you could fix

I hope to be here to watch you grow

Hold your hand and tickle your toes

Teach you to walk, run, swing, slide… hope

Catch you when you slip from life’s knotted rope

Read you tales of castles, unicorns, princesses, knights

Bandage your scrapes when you get in a fight

I will give advice when some boy asks you out

Give a shoulder to cry on when you want to shout

I know I’m granddaddy, not mom or dad

But know I’ll be there whenever you’re sad

Call me when you need a heart to heart

Or just want to laugh about your brother’s smelly fart

When you graduate from school I’ll be so proud

Right in the front shouting so loud

When you marry someday should you choose to do so

I’ll be telling him or her to watch over you and be not low

It is my hope to watch all of these things

From finger strings to diamond rings

But if I don’t make it to see it all

I’ll watch from above to ensure you don’t fall

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