The word love is all I could say.
It felt like only yesterday.
My tiny baby was held close to my heart.
I never want us to be apart.
*
As time went by,
I did cry.
My tiny baby grew and grew.
She earned her wings and flew.
*
Estranged from me,
far away as could be.
I felt broken inside.
Yet I was filled with pride.
*
A woman, a mother too.
She was holding her baby; who knew?
How proud I could be.
Nothing but the love I could see.
*
Now I am a grandma, her a mom.
Her fun had only begun.
The circle of life is a blessing of its own.
From a tiny baby to a beautiful lady full grown.
*
As I see my senior years come quickly by.
I look back and ask myself why?
Live every day the best way you can.
At no time at all did you wish you could go back again.
About the Creator
Cathy Deslippe
Catherine Deslippe
At the age of 7, I became an author. I am an international writer with many authors; all royalties went to cancer patients without insurance. I used to write to cope, but now I write to bring others hope.
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