A Poem to my Grandchild, My Sweet Little Tripp

by Cindy Hester
There’s a new little boy in my life named Tripp
Just holding him close releases my grip
On all of those countless, pent-up fears
Freeing those cleansing, heartfelt tears.
So happy and free are his sweet little smiles
No worries, no cares, no unresolved trials
The face of this baby, this dear, little one
So special to me, my second grandson.
With only one gaze in his gentle blue eyes
You’ve glimpsed into heaven, up past the skies
A place filled with infinite hope, peace, and love
A place here on earth we can only dream of.
You can count on my love to always be near
I’ll guide you, uphold you, your ways try to steer
Toward the divine, unique plan for your life
If God’s plan you follow, He’ll shield you from strife.
I’m so glad you’re here, my prized little boy
The latest sweet bloom in my bouquet of joy
I pray that you’ll flourish, and grow strong and free
You’ll always be priceless, invaluable to me.

Published by cinderellascorner

Hello everyone. My name is Cindy Hester. I have a lot on my heart to share, much of which has already been posted on my cinderellascornersimplertime.com site. I hope you will enjoy visiting that site as well as the blog info I share on WordPress. I have much life experience to share. I was reared in the loving home of an Aggie Baptist preacher and his beautiful bride, Gracie. I married at a young age to my high school sweetheart. As the result of an unhealthy, abusive relationship, I found myself to be a divorced mother of three teen and pre-teen children at the ripe old age of 35. I re-married four years later to a good man who was rearing his two children. I have been through the challenge of combining families, losing a precious father, and coming to grips with real issues of real children from divorced families. My faith has been tested and has not always come out on top at the moment. I have learned, however, there is a God who loves, cares, and understands all that I face, and He is not afraid to stand by my side in the midst of the storm. I love reminiscing about the past…a past that my children will never have access to due to the major swing in technological and social advances. I hope you enjoy these writings, and I pray you will find my subject matter worthwhile enough to purchase in books someday. Thank you for taking the time to hear what is on my mind. I hope it blesses you in some special way. Cindy Hester (aka Mom, Mommerella, Cinderella, Daughter, Wife, Sister, Friend, Co-Worker…)

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