This Little Angel is my Grandson, he's a little shy.

He was lying on his tummy so we can't see his face.*grin*
Hmmmmmm does that mean he mooned us??? *haha*
That would be my daughters son...*LOL*

Precious Angel
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Little Angel still asleep,
Safe inside your mother's keep.
We heard your little heart today,
I watched her eyes, I saw her pray.

She loves to hear your heart so strong,
It tells her that there's nothing wrong.
She felt you as you moved today,
You're in her heart, that's where you'll stay.

Her back is aching, she has to pee,
But she smiles non stop, for the world to see.
You are her life, You hold her love,
Her stiring Angel, sent from above.

Little Prince or Princess sleep,
Safe within your mother's keep.
Soon enough your life will start,
Know you're loved with all her heart.

We see that ever stretching tummy,
Do you know yet, that she's your mommy?
As you kick, and learn to play,
She just loves you more and more each day.

Grandma Thunder Oct. 7/97

So here you go Jan 21/98 3-4 weeks left and he looks like,
casper the friendly ghost *grin* they used a film instead of paper.
All you can see is his eye, nose mouth and one shoulder.
But this is a most precious little angel.

Part 2....

Precious baby not yet born,
Your momma keeps you safe, and warm.
The day will come, and you'll be here,
And grandma's arms will hold you near.

Little Angel still to be,
Held gently on your grandma's knee.
Seldom will you fear, or cry,
I'll give you wings, teach you to fly.

I'll pick you up, when you fall down,
Make you smile, when I see you frown.
Kiss better all those tiny scrapes,
Tell mommy how to fix, your tummy aches.

I will always cherish you,
Give you love, till my life's through.
When you leave the womb, where you now grow,
Unconditional love, is all you'll know.

Precious baby soon to be,
Held gently on your grandma's knee.
Grandma's get to break the rules.
It's in my book, it says grandma's are cool

When you visit your grandma, adventures we'll share,
Want to see a magic Kingdom? I'll take you there.
We'll hop on a broom, we'll fly to the moon.
So sleep tight Little Angel, I'll see you real soon.

Grandma Thunder Oct. 8, 1997