Each will follow their own heart,
will walk their own path,
will live through the hurt, pain, and anguish
this life sends their way,
will climb mountains to the top,
take a look around,
see the beauty that surrounds them,
find their way back down.
There is nothing we can do
but give them all our love,
help them through their choices,
ask blessings from above.
From the two of us,
came twelve new souls,
We came from our ancestors,
their stories are our own,
Each grandchild is unique and walks the path they choose,
but we are all connected
Doctor Grandma 
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