Granddaughter #1

 

Granddaughter Number One

I call her “little girl”, as she is the first one,

If you saw her pretty face, you would be undone,

She is sweet and loving, her kisses will melt your heart,

We knew she was a keeper right from the very start,

Soon to be one, she has learned and grown,

She can feed herself and stand up on her own,

She will walk very soon, just mark my words,

Then run and jump- changing so fast, it's absurd,

She is a chunky monkey; her arms and legs have rolls,

Her hair has beautiful curls, and she has a kindred soul,

Her eyes resemble George, and her face resembles me,

At least that’s what others say, so it is, apparently,

She smiles and babbles and squeals a loud and piercing scream,

But with a lovely disposition that one can only dream,

What a gift this child has been, truly from above,

She is the definition of unconditional love,

If I had to give her my advice,

It would be the same as I’ve already given twice,

Stay young at heart, never grow old,

Your relationship with Christ is more precious than gold.

Tammy Harvey

5/01/2024

Grandson #2

 

Grandson Number Two

I call him “little bit” because he is younger,

Not because he is small or lacking in hunger,

He is a cutie with eyes that tantalize,

As blue and clear as a cloudless sky,

His expressions are endless and capture his spirit,

A jovial soul and talkative without limit,

His speech is unique, pronunciation is charming,

His fearlessness, however, is somewhat alarming,

He rides a balance bike with his feet in the air,

As he travels down a steep hill, without even a care,

He is funny and friendly, a pleasant little fellow,

He likes wizards and swords, but really, he is mellow,

A little guy with amazing math skills for his age,

Doing arithmetic in his head, the world is his stage,

Nearly 5 years old, he is a delightful young boy,

Who always seems to take interest in a new toy,

If I had to give him some advice,

I don’t think I’d have to think twice,

Stay young at heart, never grow old,

Your relationship with Christ is more precious than gold.

Tammy Harvey

5/01/2024

Grandson #1

 

Grandson Number One

With both front teeth missing, creating a huge open space,

With a smile, ear to ear, and the wind in his face,

My grandson rode by on a bike with ease,

With no training wheels, to him it was a breeze,

It was his first attempt, and he mastered it well,

A grand milestone, a new story to tell,

He is accomplishing all the goals a young lad will do,

He is experiencing adventures, all shiny and new,

I guess you could say, he is growing up fast,

A soon-to-be big brother of two, having a blast,

He is kind; he is smart and living his best life,

In my wisdom, I would give him this advice:

Stay young at heart, never grow old, and…

Your relationship with Christ is more precious than gold.

Tammy Harvey

5/01/2024

Keep a Watchful Eye

 

A Watchful Eye

Keep a watchful eye on life, signs are being given,

Subtleties that occur, I believe they are from heaven,

At the very least, they are reminders of a loved one, who has passed,

Time may heal the heart, but memories, they last,

Yesterday, I was driving along, not really going far,

On three occasions a bright red cardinal flew in front of my car,

If I had not been aware, I would have missed this precious sign,

Little messages from above, that are so deeply sublime,

He was saying “I am here with you, please remember me”,

I was thinking “there you are, I didn’t forget, your sign I clearly see”,

 Songs are playing in the store sometimes, noticeably not by accident,

Purposefully, they evoke in me a beloved memory, divinely sent,

There is excitement on my granddaughter’s face and exuberant delight,

When she sees a portrait of her grandfather visibly in her sight,

Although he passed a few years before she was even conceived,

It is as if that they have met before, she recognizes him, I believe,

After all, my daughter-in-law had a vivid dream before her pregnancy,

Where her dad handed her a baby girl, this is not all fantasy,

Call me crazy, I find great comfort, in looking for the signs,

You may also find solace, if you are so inclined,

Keep a watchful eye on life, signs are being given,

Subtleties that occur, I believe they are from heaven.

Tammy Harvey

4/15/2024