Listening to every heart
Granma Granma make a rhyme!
No, darling no, it’s past your bedtime.
But Granma, just one more time
you tell stories mighty fine!
All right little one, but first tuck in tight
to keep you from the bugs that bite.
So what kind of story do you wish tonight?
A charming prince or a handsome knight?
Oh Granma I don’t care
maybe make something fly in the air
just tell me a story and make it long
so it will stay in my heart where it belongs.
Ok, little one, here’s a wee story true,
one I discovered when I saw for myself
the beginning of love between you and another
and you no bigger than an elf.
The day you were born you created quite a stir
some things were wrong, and no one was sure
what to do, where to be, you were all we thought of;
finally I began sending prayers to the Lord above.
“Keep her safe and away from harm”
I kept repeating, again and again
I ached to keep you safe and warm,
kept praying for a miracle, and then...
A person who would be your soulmate
and your best friend true
came in the form of your young aunt
The third person to be able to hold you.
Does He provide a number to rely on?
That good things come in three?
For truly your aunt Krystal was there to speak to you
In words for only thee.
She took you up calmly and silently gathered you in,
with soft words she spoke, and in her loving gaze
I think I saw a miracle; perhaps it was just haze
but golden stars between her eyes and your began a spin.
The little stars danced around, and hey
you cooed loudly as if to say
lovely aunt mine, you’re here to stay
I’ll live in your heart, day by day.
So, little one, there is your poem tonight
all about you and your auntie too
and as long as I live, I hope that I might
someday see the stars again in your eyes tonight.
Words will always express our feelings true