Grandma's House Poem by Deborah Cromer

They all came to stay
One bright and early day
Departure seems quite sad
Good-bye can feel so very bad

But soon, all the pain is gone
And the happiness is brought on
The toy box starts it off with play
Cars and blocks are the only way

The T.V. comes on and begins to show
A program that everyone must know
Next, comes the time we all call lunch
To sit, talk, laugh and munch

After eating, naps are used to rest
Quiet, little angels at their best
Opening tired eyes, deciding to see around
Waking up and moving, giggling magic sound

Standing, stretching, yawning and more
Moving slowly into the backyard, through the door
To the swing set, to sing and fly
Some get owies sometimes and insist they must cry

Baseball and swimming are such great fun
Running and playing beneath God's golden sun
Talking to a tortoise, with a parrot on your hand
Laughing at a rabbit, as it tries so hard to stand

Apple juice and cookies, fruit roll-ups too
Lots to learn and say, watch and carefully do
You have made it all so special to them
For this is what is pure, given love, Amen