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A Special Grandson
Being with Christian warms my very soul. He brings a special joy to each event. He allows me to laugh out loud with glee And through it all is unaware of his gift. We ramble on about nothing special Each of us listening each of us sharing. My desire is to be his safe place His desire is just to be special. Relentlessly I try to teach him It's usually me who ends up leaning. He shares his childhood with one who cares. He brightens every day just being him. The things we do together are endless Never at a loss for a new adventure Just a grandmother who loves being With this precocious enchanting young man. Christian is his name and he wears it well. A young man with a beautiful soul A spirit forever growing in a world That will one day recognize him as I do.
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