It takes a village and
a village it sure does
not a hand too many
not a soul too much
This is for all the times
you show up
you care
you are there
THANK YOU
You are there when we are struggling
and learning this gig called parenting
You are there when we are celebrating and counting our blessings
You are there when we ask
and sometimes even when we cannot
You are there when you have to be somewhere else
and believe us, your presence is felt
You are there for our babies
when sometimes we aren’t
You are there for their childhood
just as you were there in your days of parenthood
So for that and so much more
Thank you is all we can return!
Beautiful Pallavi. They are the pillar of strength and support to the family!
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They really are, R! Thank you.
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Thank you Pene! 😊💕
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These words are so apt, I absolutely love this tribute to grandmothers.
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Beautiful, dear Pallavi, and this brings back very fond memories of my own grandparents. Thank you and blessings to you and your precious family, one and all! 🙂
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Thank you so much. You are very kind.
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Aww! such lovely poem with heartfelt honest emotions. ❤❤
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Thank you Bulbul! ❤️
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you’re most welcome, dear. 🙂
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An interesting title. Just picked up grandson at school. There’s always a reward in a smile or a remark or something he notices…
My compliments to your kids’ grandparents…
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Aw! Ya the bond is special. 💕
I am blessed to have both sets of grandparents doting on my children.
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It’s a slow but endearing process. One remembers when you were little, nad who are those new little beings? Then they slowly conquer you… ❤
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