I have no daughters
only a son.
I am blessed he married one.
I love her as my own.

We argue,
we scrap,
two women
a mishap.

She goes to church,
I do not.
she laughs out loud
I just smile.

She gave me a grandson.
that turned into three.
She is a love
I never forseen.

She loves my son
without a doubt.
Perish the thought
if they was without.

A love so lasting
a love so true.
I want them to have,
THE GRAND PASSION.

Given only to the few.