I call you B.J.
Some call you Will.
Born William Joesph.
Some call you Bill
My first grandchild.
So sweet and dear.
Our love has grown.
throughout the years.
Born a cute redhead.
With eyes of blue.
A little devil.
When you were two.
It was a struggle.
Not easy for you.
Childhood was hard.
made it through.
I was always there.
To lend a hand.
You make me happy
My fine young man.
You joined the Army.
To better your life.
You will help people.
with pain and strife.
Last year Germany.
Happy you're back.
Now you train.
I hope not Iraq
My heart is heavy.
With love and fear.
Of what may come.
This next year.
Carry Gram's love.
Next to your heart.
Know it is with you.
If we must part.
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This is dedicated to my wonderful grandson B.J. He means the world to me.
Written July 13th, 2004
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Ah thank you so much Josh for the sweet commewnt. It was so nice of you. God Bless you. Take care, Mom
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Nice one Mom, You did a really good job on this one, You should write another one, cause he feels like he's losing you. You really did a good job on this, He is lucky to have a grandmother like you, I love it. I hope this touches him.
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That was touching. Nicely wrote. I want to read more.;D cool poem... -
While it is simple it is quite moving. I am 21 years old and as I was reading this I was thinking about my grandparents and how special they are to me. I am fortunate to have them so close by, and when I am away at school it is soo hard not to be able to go to Sunday dinner or stop by for a visit and just hear my grandmother tell me about what is going on with her golf group or card club. You seem to have a very close relationship with your grandchild and I can only imagine how difficult it must be for him to have to leave you.
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