FOR MY GRANDY

For Lesa, Kari, Brad and Rusty
 

Sometimes as we grow older

And our childish whims disappear,

We find that our greatest treasure

Has been with us for many a year;

In a sweet little man with chewing gum

Planted carefully in each pocket -

To delight his special little loves

As they diligently seek to unlock it.

 
 

Sometimes our heart aches within us

With a yearning so deep that it pains

To tell "someone" how we love them...

And then tell them over again...

For a love thatís so deeply embedded

Is so hard to put into words -

And as soon as your heart has spoken

You wonder if "someone" really heard.

 
 

Grandy, itís no use to try it -

Yet my heart cannot but seek

To give you the praise and the honor -

Respect, youíve earned...and I keep

A special place in the deepest

Most meaningful part of my heart

Just for you..and the things you have taught me;

None else can eíer have that part.

 

....I can see my heavenly Father...

(He looks amazingly like you -)

With the purest white robe - (full of pockets!)

And His eyes are twinkling too...

As He says, "Search me and try me -

I have many blessings for you!"

Heís just like my precious Grandy -

His ways just as faithful and true!

 
 

...But for YOU...how could I understand Him?

Youíve given a picture so true

Of my Fatherís love and patience,

Of His bounteous blessings anew.

Most precious blessing of Heaven -

Sent by my Father above

Is my one and only "Grandy",

Who is full...of Godís kind of love!
 

Joan Clifton Costner