your Great Grandmother bequeaths upon you her jewels,
both in your shared name and the treasure at your wrist.
She would have loved your happy, dimpled face, alight with joy,
and wide eyed loveliness.
I believe that she sees you, watches over you,
as you toddle about the house or sit, resting your fair head
against her mother's shoulder.
I believe that the love of our ancestors does not pass away
but follows those who come after them, imbuing them with
strength, courage and protection.
Know that your Great Grandma smiles
upon you, soft, golden girl child,
know that she smiles her own beautiful smile upon you
and holds you safe in her heart,
as you are held safe in the arms of your parents.