His Hand

I was his little sweet-pea

a darling in the morning dew,

he always told me "the stars may shine

but never as bright as you"

I was his joy, and his song

The only granddaughter

The sun that lighted his heart

He was wrapped tight around my finger

And he was wrapped forever around my heart

As I grow older, he'll always be here like he was at the start

this time just not right beside me to soften this worlds blows

even when I'm twenty-four

I'll always be grandpa's little girl <3