A grandmothers love grows oh so fond of her little lamb. the little girl with blond curly hair who fallow so closely behind, so not to lose her grandmothers watchfulness.
a grandmothers love never turns cold, but blossoms with ever sight of the little one who smiles at her, and gives a little giggle.
a grandmothers love is endless. holding up her joyfull, grandchild.
