Grandparents and grandchildren,
together they create a chain of love
linking the past,
with the future.
The chain may lengthen,
but it will never part.
~Author Unknown~
GRANDPARENTS
Grandparents bestow upon
their grandchildren
the strength and wisdom that time
and experience have given them.
Grandchildren bless their Grandparents
with a youthful vitality and innocence
that help them stay young at heart forever.
Together they create a chain of love
linking the past with the future.
the chain may lengthen,
but it will never part....
~Author Unknown~
GRANDPARENTS
Few can bring the warmth we can find in their embrace,
and little more is needed to bring love than the smile on their face.
They've a supply of precious stories, yet they've time to wipe a tear,
or give us reasons to make us laugh, they grow more precious through the years.
I believe that God sent us Grandparents as our legacy from above,
to share the moments of our life as extra measures of His love.
~Author Unknown~
Grandma's Hugs Are Made Of Love!
Everything my grandma does
is something special made with love.
She takes time to add the extra touch
that says, "I love you very much."
She fixes hurts with a kiss and smile
and tells good stories grandma-style.
It's warm and cozy on her lap
for secret telling or a nap.
And when I say my prayers at night
I ask God to bless and hold her tight.
Cause when it comes to giving hugs
my grandma's arms are filled with love!
~Author Unknown~
WHAT ARE GRANDMAS FOR?
Grandmas are for stories about things of long ago.
Grandmas are for caring about all the things you know.
Grandmas are for rocking you and singing you to sleep.
Grandmas are for giving you nice memories to keep.
Grandmas are for knowing all the things you're dreaming of.
But, most of all, Grandmas are for love.
~Author Unknown~
*FOREVER AND ALWAYS*
No smiles were ever as wide,
as the ones that pass between a child and a Grandma!
No hugs ever felt better and warmer
than the ones between a Grandma and a grandchild!
A kiss from Grandma can dry the biggest tears
and heal the worstest ouchies!
No one will ever be missed more than a child by a Grandma,
or a Grandma by a child!
The love between a Grandma and her Grandchildren is forever!
It can erase distance, misunderstandings, forgetfulness, and even absence!
~Author Unknown~
Walking With Grandpa
I like to walk with Grandpa,
His steps are short like mine.
He doesn't say "Now Hurry Up,"
He always takes his time.
I like to walk with Grandpa,
His eyes see thing like mine do -
Wee pebbles bright, a funny cloud,
Half hidden drops of dew.
Most people have to hurry,
They don't stop and see.
I glad that God made Grandpa,
Unrushed, and young like me."
~Author Unknown~
In Memory of my little angel grandchildren
I thought of you and closed my eyes and prayed to God today.
I asked, "What makes a Mother?" And I know I heard him say,
"A Mother has a baby." This we know is true.
"But, God, can you be a mother when your baby's not with you?"
"Yes, you can" he replied with confidence in his voice.
"I give many women babies, when they leave it is not their choice.
Some I send for a lifetime and others for the day,
and some I send to feel your womb but there's no need to stay."
"I just don't understand this God, I want my baby here."
He took a breath and cleared his throat and then I saw a tear.
"I wish I could show you what your child is doing here.
If you could see your child smile with other children and say,
"We go to earth to learn our lessons of love and life and fear,
but My mommy loved me so much I got to come straight here!
I feel so lucky to have a Mom who had so much love for me,
I learned my lessons very quickly, my Mommy set me free.
I miss my Mommy oh so much but I visit her each day.
When she goes to sleep on her pillow is where I lay.
I stroke her hair and kiss her cheek and whisper in her ear,
"Mommy, Please don't be sad today, I'm your baby and I am here."
"So you see my dear sweet one, your children are okay.
Your babies are here in My home and this is where they'll stay.
They'll wait for you with Me until your lessons there are through
and on the day that you come home they'll be at the gates waiting for you."
So now you see what makes a Mother. It's the feeling in your heart,
it's the love you had so much of right from the very start.
Author Unknown
My Precious Little Baby
My Precious Little Baby,
Your face I've never seen,
Your skin I've never touched before,
Nor held you close to me.
You lived inside my body,
But only for a while;
Till Jesus softly whispered,
"Come home my little child."
You must have been a special child;
If God needed you up there,
Because Heaven is a better home,
It's beauty can't compare.
So till I get to Heaven,
And see your shining face;
Jesus will take care of you,
And love you in my place.
Yes, Jesus loves His little lambs,
They sit around His throne;
So sit on Jesus' lap dear child-
Till Mommy gets called home.
Author Unknown
Poem
How do you love a person who never got to be,
or try to envision a face you never got to see?
How do you mourn the death of one who never got to live.
When there's nothing to feel good about and nothing to forgive?
I love you, my little baby, my companion of the night.
Wandering through my lonely hours, beautiful and bright.
What does it mean to die before you ever were born,
to live the lovely night of life and never see the dawn?
Ah! My little baby, you lived like anyone!
Life's a burst of joy and pain. And then like yours, it's done.
I love you, my little baby, just as if you'd lived for years.
No more, no less, I think of you, the Angel of my tears.
Author Unknown
Just Those Few Weeks
For just those few weeks
I had you to myself.
And that seems too short a time
to be changed so profoundly.
In those few weeks
I came to know you...
and to love you.
You came to trust me with your life.
Oh what a life I had planned for you!
Just those few weeks...
when I lost you,
I lost a lifetime of hopes,
plans, dreams and aspirations.
A slice of my future simply vanished overnight.
Just those few weeks...
It wasn't enough time to convince others
how special and important you were.
How odd, a truly unique person has recently died
and no one is mourning the passing.
Just a mere few weeks...
And no "normal" person would cry all night
Over a tiny unfinished baby,
or get depressed and withdraw day after endless day.
No one would, so why am I?
You were just those few weeks, my little one.
You darted in and out of my life too quickly.
But it seems that's all the time you needed
to make my life richer
and to give me a small glimpse of eternity.
