A Poem for Randy

This week I want to share a poem I wrote for my first little grandbaby, Randy Kaleb. Randy is now four years old, and he is one of the lights of my life. We have since welcomed his cousin, our sweet Hollie, and his precious little brother, Tripp. Words cannot express how I love each of these babies, but I keep trying to leave a momento in poetry for each of them to have someday long after I am gone. Maybe, just maybe they will get a glimpse of my heart and how they have left their indelible mark there. I shared Hollie's poem in an earlier posting, and Tripp's is still a work in progress. Thank you for allowing me to reveal this vulnerable part of my soul.

 

A Poem for Randy

 

by Cindy Hester (His Maw Maw)

 

  

As I looked upon your forming shape,

the love that I felt, I could not escape.

Your hands, your feet, your sweet little cheeks,

A miracle of which only angels can speak.

Angels you've touched in heaven above,

those gone on before now send down their love

through this sweet little angel, this grandson of mine

in his precious eyes we'll see their love shine.

A smile crossed my face, and a tear touched my cheek

I felt such emotion, I barely could speak

As I heard exclamations of tenderness and joy

when the nurse finally revealed that you were a boy.

Little Randy Kaleb, you'll have so much care

Your sweet Grandma Rebecca and I gladly share

The privilege to show you of faith, hope and love

a fate given to grandmas from God up above.

 

Paw Paw Charlie will spoil you with all kinds of toys

especially those toys made especially for boys.

You'll learn baseball and football and I have no doubt

you'll ride plenty of 4-wheelers around and about!

He'll bring mischief and wonder and love that abounds

and even as far fetched as it no doubt sounds,

He'll sit up and rock you all through the night

If that's what it takes to make your world right.

 

Your Mom named you Randy after someone so rare

your Grandpa in heaven, his name do you share.

I didn't have a chance to know of this man

but the heritage he left has made me a fan.

A fan of the one who was loved by all

who knew him before he heard heaven's call

to join his sweet Savior in heaven above,

where he packaged you up and sent you with love.

 

So we'll welcome you Randy, with wide open arms

and pledge to protect you and keep you from harm.

You bring hope to us all with your love fresh and pure

you're God's promise to us that helps us endure.

To endure all the struggles and heartaches life brings

you remind us of joy that makes our hearts sing.

Please be patient and know that we'll sometimes fall

but in your little eyes, may we always stand tall.