.3. Chuckles Poem by David Threadgold
.3. Chuckles
Chuckle’s from a grandchild
Before she’s learnt to walk
Arms outstretched for your support
To help her stand and walk
She’s always pleased to see you
When she comes round to stay
And chuckles even louder
If tickled when you play
Those priceless little chuckles
Are given without cost
To store away in memories
And never will be lost
© 2008 David Threadgold
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