Rylan Kent How eagerly we waited for you, Upon your birthday morn; What a precious thing it is to watch Your grand-child being born. When the doctor laid you in our arms, Our tears were tears of joy, You mean the world to Grandpa and me, Our only daughter's baby boy. You are a precious gift from God, You've brought us so much happiness, Just watching you, as you have grown, Oh, yes, we've truly been blessed! We thank God for you everyday, For the sweet and tender love you give, And we pray for God's blessings on you, For as long as you shall live. Love, Grandma © 2009 by Kathryn Brandon. All rights reserved. This poem is my original work, and may not be used in any manner without consent. Thank you.