JOY
The son I once cradled in my arms
Now cradles his own baby boy.
Brown eyes gaze into blue.
My son smiles, his son gurgles.
I lean close, inhale deeply;
My heart fills with the scent of joy.
Poem written by:
J. Smith
Such sweet words from a brand new grandparent. Thanks again to another Noble Poet for sharing one of your poems.
Love,
nettie
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