I hold my newborn grandson
In my well-worn hands
Hoping that their roughness
He will understand.

How soft and tender is his skin
How sweet and innocent is he
I cuddle him next to my chest
He means the world to me!

If only time could slow down a bit
And let this moment last
I would shed tears of contentment
For this time moves much too fast!

But for now I hold my little one
And nuzzle his furry head
Content for one brief moment
For my arms to be his bed!