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Poem to my Grandaughter Alexis, 5 years old. |
Lexi you’re my baby too I met your Grandfather before I met you, He leaned over the pitchers mound Reached back and threw and the ball went straight I went whew So sweet and fragile you seem to be Your name means defender or Protector you see Love of animals is a gift to you Your Father is my son and a good one too Wisdom and Knowledge is Your strength an power Follow the Lord God, every day every hour His light will direct your every step Always be careful and let Cautiousness be your safety net Look above, God always love you Hold onto your heritage So unique with truth On both sides of your family It reaches around you Your so beautiful and petite Genuine are you My sweet baby Lexi LU! |