A poem about my new grandaughter, Marla.

Marla and me

This is a new time in our lives.

A new-born enters here.

The sweetest Marla has arrived

..her claim on life so clear!


Bright eyes!….. she scans her brand new world.

What’s this and this and this?

Her tiny mouth a little ‘o’,

as from a new blown kiss.


My arms hold tight her perfect form

My fingers seal the grasp

All bundled up, her eyelids drop

She falls asleep at last


Oh sweetest, sweetest, sweetest child

You really are so yummy

No wonder though –it’s no surprise

You’re so like your sweet Mummy!

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