Anticipating my first grandchild and teaching her to love |
GRANDMOTHER IN WAITING We wait here for the little one So soon to be alive and well. A daughter for my eldest son A gift to all of us, I tell. I look forward to future days When I will look on her sweet face And tell her tales I have to praise The goodness of the human race. There's evil too, I must admit; No need to bring that to her ears Until she's able to commit Her own soul in this vale of tears. First, teach her all that's sweet and good We want for her only the best. She'll know we love her, and if we could Would shelter her from all the rest. She'll walk and talk and bring to us Such joy as we have never known. She'll help us all to grow and trust As many seeds of good are sown. Our love will grow, and so will she; It will expand in the heart and mind, Granting more love than she can see Or she could ever leave behind. One day she will teach, as is right, Exercising all she was taught, Passing on the goodness and light That cannot be stolen or bought. It's given from a loving heart To all who can grasp and treasure The shining love which they'll impart To all they meet, without measure. So I'll sit here and wait for her And thank You, my Good Lord above For her sweet father and mother To pass on Your great gift of love. |