My Dearest Little Grandchild
My dearest little grandchild,
Your eyes they twinkle bright.
They make me smile, make me laugh,
At each and every sight.
And your little button nose,
It begs for me to “beep”.
Your chubby cheeks and double chin,
They cause my heart to leap.
Because these words are not enough
I search for another way,
To show the world your preciousness
I take pleasure in each day.
I find my camera, set my lights
And off we go ‘click’ ‘click’.
To get the perfect capture,
How will I ever pick?
The first few snaps seem pretty good
But I think I’ll press my luck.
You start to fuss and pull your hat,
Oh, things have gone amok.
And when it’s finally time to choose
I look at each and every file.
It is not print 225
It’s the first shot, by a mile.
So next time I will tell myself,
“Nona (that means Grandmother),
Only one is necessary
Forget the thousand other!”
Ever look at someone,whether they’re your own child or not,and feel a sense of Parental Pride? Well, I feel that way about Joe and Tom, the co-owners of Canvas on Demand. Joe is actually my son; Tom is actually 
