The Grandchild

March 19, 2010

She looks at me through my son-in-law’s eyes Under my daughter’s eyebrows. She’s got her great-grandmother’s rosebud mouth Under her maternal grandfather’s nose.

Her impish mischief feminds me of the tales Of her father’s younger brother. Her grimly determined attempts to walk Bring back to me…her mother.

I do hope that this mixture-of-people girl Improves and doesn’t worsen… It’s a miracle that such a conglomerate Of genes…is a unique person!