To hold my first Grandchild is an experience I will never forget.  To see and feel her warm tiny hands and feet were only a" God sent."
As she rested in my arms, there were nothing but peace.  This was such a precious moment, I wish would never cease.
As she opened her shinny eyes, I could see nothing but light.  She was wrapped in a lovely blanket, that was folded tight.
To hold my first Grandchild is really like a dream.  May this child grow to be nice and kind, and not one who is evil and mean.
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing