Grandma’s Eye’s
A woman stares deep into
The eyes of her grandbaby
Does she know her voice?
A possible recognition maybe?
Grandma talked to her
when she was in the womb
Told her she loved her…
and would see her very soon
Could she hear her?
Was the voice distant?
Did she feel her love…
longing and persistent?
Baby stares with contemplation
Who is this lady…
that smiles with such elation?
What is the warmth
in her gentle voice?
Who is this with tender touch?
Who is this that loves me so much?
I need to know
The one my heart has warmed
The one who loved me
Before I was even formed
David Kettler
February 17th 2018
A woman stares deep into
The eyes of her grandbaby
Does she know her voice?
A possible recognition maybe?
Grandma talked to her
when she was in the womb
Told her she loved her…
and would see her very soon
Could she hear her?
Was the voice distant?
Did she feel her love…
longing and persistent?
Baby stares with contemplation
Who is this lady…
that smiles with such elation?
What is the warmth
in her gentle voice?
Who is this with tender touch?
Who is this that loves me so much?
I need to know
The one my heart has warmed
The one who loved me
Before I was even formed
David Kettler
February 17th 2018