Little grandson, little boy,
though clichéd, I say
"Grandpa loves you."
Eight months old,
just beginning the dream.
Crawling to the table
to hoist yourself up.
Eyes a wonder
as you explore.
Ready smile, innocent laugh.
You enjoy everything
which makes Grandpa
see them new again.
You cry so loud, and so long,
when you tumble to the floor.
And when done, right
back you go.
You wipe your snot
on Grandpa's shirt.
You need a bath when
dinner is done.
Pee in the water
and eat the soap.
Wear me out and
make me feel old.
Little grandson, little boy,
though clichéd, I say
"Grandpa loves you."
Chris, What a beautiful little boy! You are so fortunate to be able to watch this wonder grow and learn and he is fortunate to have a Grandpa who will chronicle everything...wonderful piece Chris! More, more, more. Kathryn
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