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Mar 2018
Pitter patter , pitter patter, as you are awaken from your sleep.
Oh but the fallen heart so in love
In love with that perfect tiny little child as they run as fast as they can and land middle of the bed,
Good morning my sunshine , you slept well,  as the hugs wrap you so heavenly.  Even with the darkest gloom they shine such vibrant light the second their presence is in the room.
No matter the regret of one day of sleeping in , hand and hand we go , it's time for our day to begin.   Aw the love of a grandchild no apples or oranges do compare for there's only a love so pure and honest and destined to last a lifetime. Lay beside me  their tiny voice whispers as the day has been long,  night is upon us, as I tuck my sweets into bed.
Grandma, yes dear, I love you Soo much, as the light from the moon shined upon the face of the innocent child I returned with words ,
Oh my dear grandchild something you should never forget, the love I feel in my heart for you is more than I could ever express. Sweet dreams my love as I tuck them to bed , and fall into a dreamy  sleep,  as I know come tomorrow I will be woken again by the sound of their tiny two feet. Pitter patter pitter patter
My grandchildren are everything to me each and everyone
Written by
Kim Essary
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