Watching My Granddaughter Open Up Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Watching My Granddaughter Open Up



Settling into a spiritual contemplation, serene throughout,
at peace with the world as I watch my Granddaughter open
like a flower bud with those around her.
Dancing, accepting the friendliness of elderly people.
Center of attention, watching, smiling, looking at everyone,
making them smile in spite of themselves.

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