You are
My
Blessing.

And
I'm
Guessing
You feel
The same.

As
You
Grow up
In
Someone
Else's arms.

And can't
Even begin
To imagine
How much
I've
Changed.

Or
The pain
I feel
When I
Think of
Your
Smile.

Or how
Wonderful
It was
When
You
Were
A child.

I had
You
For awhile.

Then
You
Were
Taken away
To another place.

Where I
Could no longer
See your smiling face.

But before
You
Went away,
You
Had
Your
Grandmother's
Smile.