A grandson is a special gift,
Full of joy my heart to lift.
There’s sunshine in his happy smile.
He makes every day worthwhile.
This month my grandson is fourteen.
From birth and all the days between,
He’s caused me to be young at heart.
He’s full of hugs... I love that part.
A grandchild truly is a treasure,
The joy of which I cannot measure.
May he prosper many ways
And have God’s blessing all his days.
“Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord...”
Psalm 127:4 Amplified Bible
© 2014 Arlene Schwartzkopf