As each year passes
I see them grow,
When all are together
There are eleven in a row.
It stared twenty eight years ago,
The first of the eleven.
He came into my world,
My first grandchild.
Not believing how wonderful,
How wonderful he was.
But then came another,
And then many more.
Every one of them is special,
So special to me.
As my life continues,
My life full of the wonder,
The wonder of grandchildren,
My grandchildren.
I love them all,
Each and every one,
With a love so powerful
I could never be without them.
And never will be.