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A poem I wrote about my grandchildren |
| There is something about a grandchild, that cannot be explained. Their giggles bring so much joy, and it helps to ease the pain. Before they came into my life, I was I was struggling to crack a smile, They gave me the kind of hope that I hadn't felt in a while. I thank God every day, for helping me to see that life is not over, it's just begun and for knowing what I need. |