I sit here waiting
for a new soul to be born
In the pre-dawn hours of an early morn
I am to be a new grandmother you see
And I keep wondering what it will be
Children are a gift from God and a token
They deserve all of our love and devotion
So I am here waiting for this new soul
To let it known how much I love it so
If it's to be a little baby boy
I known he will bring lots of sunshine and lots of joy
If it's to be a little baby girl
I hope she has lots of hair and lots of curls
The gender of this new soul doesn't matter to me
It will still be a delightful addition to our family
I will reach out to it with arm unfurled
And help welcome it to this old world
Is that the faint cry of a new born baby's wail?
The waiting is over; this new soul I must go hail
I have a new grandson for all the world to see
I must tell you all about him, if you please
