Grandma loves you, yes I do,
I'll hold you tight and cradle you.
I'll kiss your little turned up nose.
I'll tickle all your little toes.
You are so precious, don't you see?
Because the Lord sent you to me.
For with this miracle that He sent,
Your precious life with me you'll spend.
If the Lord takes me away,
I'll hold you, Dear, another day.
I'll be watching from above,
I'll send to you all my love.
In your dreams you'll have no cares,
Just cuddle your little teddy bear.
Your grandma won't be very far,
So go to sleep my Dear Navarre.
Written by: Thelma Shutters
Dedicated to: My little miracle,
John Navarre Scholes
