She comes to me to visit,
with shining, gleeful eyes,
and goes right in to my heart,
it's not such a surprise.

She's charming and delightful,
such a precious and tender thing
how I love Marissa,
she makes me want to sing.

I do you know, all the time
to her a special song,
of love and play and laughter,
for she can do no wrong.

My grand-daughter is my hearts delight,
giving me hope throughout my day,
having her near, and her so dear,
gladdens my heart in every way.

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