The way that they look at each other,
My Granddaughter and her Mother.
To witness such a bond,
is

He's flown the nest at his behest.
Another test to curb my rest.
University does beckon.
On his

You brought yourself to this.
Perhaps by some subconscious force.
Maybe not the destiny you

You reached your first milestone today, with that smile.
Your changing so quickly, stay this small

Prior to confinement, you were only mine.
My precious joy within, a delicate time.

A mixture of

Motherhood defines me,
but often undermines me.

My fears for you are almost tangible.
For your

Oh my goodness can it be true?
Something borrowed, something blue.
Your toes trying a satin