Upon the wall a plaque is bared
A phrase that captures all
Amid the lilting remnant smiles
The scribe is to befall
That deep within, despite the roles
The little girl resides
Regardless of the time that’s passed
Or the lessons that life hides.
She sings and hopes in colours,
She dances light within
She dreams and wishes for those she loves
Her heart a toll to ring
Shared wisdom in her play
The little ones delight
Captured in the dancing giggles
Her heart the dawning light
Wisdom paints her patience
Her energy is young
Enthusiasm lights the world
When she is said to come
New is found in skills of old
Memories in child’s mind
From she so beautiful, so warm, so strong
So gentle and so kind.
A role that will not be repeat
She owns it for the world
The plaque it states it plainly:
Grandmas are antique little girls.
For the beautiful Mel Hunt, Happy Birthday
Melissa Hocking 2010
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