Every night when night came with twinkling stars and blue sky,
The moon winking at me, She would tell me a story.
Every night, She sang for me,
Her voice so soft and gentle.
She held my tiny hand until I slowly drifted off to sleep.
I love you Grandma.
I still wait to see you every year to hear your endless tales.
Do you still cherish the memories of your childhood, the very precious moments with your Grandma, I would love to hear it all.
All about Grandmothers :) 