She was born; a little pink blessing
A first grandchild bestowed onto Me
Another miracle of God’s own hand
This beautiful and perfect sanctity
I held her first; a mighty bond between
As she entered this world to My own
Her first tooth; her first step; I witnessed all these
Many “firsts” of My “first” as she’s grown
She is so sweet and good natured; this grandchild
How could I ask for anything more?
Jordyn Noel; a pre-teen - just twelve years old
{Now going on forty four}
Her maturity and logic astound Me
She puts the rest of the family to shame
With actions and words that are sterling; no less
Who’s the responsible party to blame?
“My Grammy has taught me all that I know
And taught Mommy all that is best
Grammy can do no wrong! That’s right!
She is far above all of the rest!”
I hear these words from Jordyn’s young lips
And from her mom; My daughter’s own voice
It swells My heart; I am so proud!
This place of honor was HER choice
If I go through life a mere pauper
In dire straits and so very in need
I will only know true wealth and riches
For I was chosen to plant the seed
That began this life named Jordyn Noel
From the birth of My daughter before
The seeds; now limbs of a family tree
All branches of which I had bore
So I stand on this pedestal; a station so high
Where My granddaughter has reverently placed Me
I am worshipped; a Goddess amidst the heaven’s bright stars
Jordyn’s constellation; better known
as ... “Grammy”
This is dedicated to every Grammy, to- be Grammy, {as I will be again for the 13th time} and every Grammy-in-heart.
We are privileged to have this position in life. Know this.
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