Traces Of Gold
Golden curls shimmering in the sun
Falling softly upon this little one.
Her skin reflects a golden trace
Contagious giggles vibrate this place,
Eyes wide and a deep violet blue
Her lips pink as a kiss she blew.
Dimples carved in her cheeks deep.
This vision of an angel I think I'll keep.
Adorned in lavender frills with white
Shines brighter then gold in my sight.
Gracefully she saunters slowly towards me
A brilliance bold with a smile that melts me.
This beautiful creature arrives at my feet
Throws her arms around me oh so sweet.
Looking deep into my eyes softly she speaks
Grandma, I love you and our day of treats.
These traces of gold are memories for me
This poem will show her years later to see.
The time I had with her I loved so deeply
My Beautiful granddaughter McKenzie.
Copyright ©2005 Carole Cookie Arnold