How I love those sparkles in your eyes
When you think of something clever to do.
Like dancing to Disney
or teaching me to tie my shoe.
Your thoughtful way when you've been
told you did something wrong.
One thing is for sure
Nana can't stay mad at you for very long.
Watching your dance team on stage
and seeing only you.
I love your confidence, your smile,
and the cute ways you move.
I can't remember when I started this poem.
But my how you have really grown.
You’re so kind and wise beyond your years.
Sometimes Nana can’t hide her tears.
It’s in my heart, you will always be.
Even if you live to be one hundred and three.
