Nicholas James, my great-grandson,
My heart this little treasure has won;
His laugh is filled with so much joy,
He is such a cute little boy.
He will soon pass up his brother,
For he is built just like his mother;
His favorite game is pitching a ball,
We all know he gives his all.
He likes Samantha, my kitty cat,
With her paw she likes to pat;
Nic laughs and giggles at her fun,
But we don't want him to catch that one.
Like his brother he tries to be,
But Nic has his own personality;
Full of life with lots of smiles,
His childhood I hope lasts a while.
His mother and father take such delight,
In this boy who is so very bright;
This family loves his innocent glow,
He's a treasure from God, this we know.
©Sandra S. Oidtman
2011
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