My dreams for you are one of many,
You are after all my grandbaby!
One of my happiest days on this earth,
was the day your mother gave you birth.
On that special day when you were born,
I felt my own life's purpose being reborn.
And now I live just for the chance to see,
My grandbaby all grown up healthy and happy!
There's nothing you can possibly ever say or do,
That would ever make me lose my faith in you.
There's nothing you could ever ask of me,
That I would not do for you and do gladly.
Perhaps you need a shoulder or maybe just an ear to bend.
You'll find mine are better than your parent's or friend's.
And if you need an ally or an arsenal by your side.
You'll never find a more welcome home if you tried.
I long to tell you stories and I long to hear yours too.
I long to spend every moment I can just being with you!
And when it comes to wishes, I wish for you the best,
And when it comes to blessings, you beat all the rest.
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