Grandma's Ode to Kaylee Jo

By Carolyn Hanks

     Little girl, I love you.
     I love you perched
     upon your Mama's hip,
     as a queen,
     surveying your realm,
     bestowing a smile upon worthy subjects.
     

     Little girl, I love you.
     I love you bouncing -
     and bouncing -
     exuberance showing,
     keeping a caring Grandpa
     Ever alert to you needs.
     

     Little girl, I love you.
     I love you screeching
     and yelling with joy -
     watching your brothers and
     wanting to join the fun,
     laughing as they smother you with "tickles".
     

     Little girl, I love you.
     I love you tucked
     so softly in blanket,
     lying, eyes closed
     to all the world around,
     innocent and beautiful beyond words.






Poetry


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