A good poem!
(I found this one in a post on thebump.)
I do not have a face to see,
Or to put inside a frame.
I do not have soft cheeks to kiss,
I don't yet have a name.
You can't yet hold my tiny hands,
Nor whisper in my ear.
It's still too soon to sing a song,
Or cuddle me so near.
But all will change come November,
That's when they say I'm due.
I'm your new grandchild,
I can't wait till I meet you.
All I ask between now and then
Is your patience while I grow.
I promise I'll be worth the wait,
Because of all the love we'll know.
So what I have to give you now,
Is a wish to you from me.
I cannot wait to be a part
Of this wonderful family.
1 comment:
Isn't that sweet!! I gave that poem to my mom to tell her we were pregnant. She loved it.
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