June's Rhymes
My Granddaughter Bridgette
My grandchild, what can I say?
A precious new gift, everyday.
Always, an enjoyable pleasure.
A lovely gift, that I treasure.
Hugs, kisses, and smiles, too.
Without her, what would I do?
An empty, lonely, silent house.
I no longer, have a spouse.
Then, my door opens wide.
My grandchild steps inside.
Arms stretched out for a hug.
An embrace, warm and snug.
She smiles, and I just shine.
I'm so glad, that she's mine.
A precious new gift, everyday.
Always, an enjoyable pleasure.
A lovely gift, that I treasure.
Hugs, kisses, and smiles, too.
Without her, what would I do?
An empty, lonely, silent house.
I no longer, have a spouse.
Then, my door opens wide.
My grandchild steps inside.
Arms stretched out for a hug.
An embrace, warm and snug.
She smiles, and I just shine.
I'm so glad, that she's mine.
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My Granddaughter Bridgette
My Granddaughter Bridgette
